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...daily grind of the offensive is both tiring and obscurely humiliating. It is impossible to watch the nightly news on network television without being treated to a stream of 30-second treatises on hemorrhoids, tampons, feminine deodorant sprays and constipation. "I want to talk to you about diarrhea," says the earnest pitchman. T shirts, sweatshirts and bumper stickers proclaim their aggressive little editorials. Some are mildly funny (a woman's T shirt, for example, that says so MANY MEN, so LITTLE TIME). But often they are crude with a faintly alarming determination to affront, even sometimes to menace. They...
Bush has employed his year of grassroots campaigning to take supporters in Iowa from the camps of Reagan and Connally. He actually seems to enjoy the grind, maintaining a good humor, bantering easily with aides and joking about some of the absurdities in politics. Describing his carefully balanced position on abortion (he is against a constitutional amendment to prohibit it but also opposes spending federal money on it), he mockingly calls the stance "heroic...
...from most of their betters, all of their equals, and one or two of their inferiors. Whir, buzz. Here's a thread from Shakespeare's voluminous mantle: that old blood feud betwen the Montagues and the Capulets, or, in this case, the Ewings and the Barneses. Hum, grind. There's half of Tennessee Williams' back pocket. Can't you hear that cat scratching on the hot tin roof over Big Daddy's bedroom...
...forward for the Celtics during the off-season, who left the Red Sox for 68 hours, contemplating the possibility of going "to Bethlehem, Israel," to get "nearer to God." He was drunk and tired, they said. But Conley was sick of his two-sport grind, and he admitted later that "religion saved me. I became a Seventh Day Adventist. I would have been a first-class drunk. I would have blown everything. I was going pretty fast for a lot of years. So I've kind of settled down, thank heaven...
Lobbying in Washington may not be the most genteel profession, but in these days of federal support for education, it's become a fact of life. No longer can women's colleges like Radcliffe--or any college for that matter--sit back and watch the government's wheels slowly grind on, crushing federal aid programs in clammy bureaucratic jaws. Many colleges, including the nations' 125 womens' institutions, have grown increasingly dependent on federal funds. And when the government begins to tug on the institutional purse strings, administrators run from their Ivy towers to catch the next shuttle to Washington...