Word: guts
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...what Walsh called a "gut check" and proved that the Crimson was committed to repeating in the Rolfe division. It also showed Harvard's come-from-behind capability, one which would serve it well late in the year...
They had a point. I remember Dr. Whittlesly. I took his Geography of South America course for my science credit my senior year. I was agitated. The science credit was mandatory and I had waited too long, but his was the most noted "gut" course in the curriculum: His final exam was invariably based on five books on this reading list. If you read those, you were home free. I had other things to do that spring and I didn't go to any classes. I read the five books and sure enough, with a great sigh of relief...
...that summer I took the Geography of Africa, on which I got a comfortable C, maybe even a C+. I lived in the Lampoon building with Fred Gywnne '50, the actor, who'd had trouble with his "gut" course. Someone gave us a rabbit and it had run of the Great Hall. Zero Mostel, the great moon-faced actor, came to have dinner one night and he put his face down at table-height and he and the rabbit stared at each other for a few minutes. I remember that very distinctly...
...arguments may be all Yeltsin has to offer. TIME Moscow bureau chief Paul Quinn-Judge reports that while the blockade is costing the cash-strapped country millions of dollars a day, the strong public sympathy for the strikers appears to preclude the use of force. ?We?re seeing nationwide gut-level frustration at years and years of promises,? says Quinn-Judge. ?But the government has no money.? The stock exchange is tumbling and no economic growth is expected this year. One possible boom sector: the nostalgia-for-communism industry...
...almost the end of the term, and you're not going to take it anymore. After an entire shopping week's worth of market research searching for the best, most interesting, most useful or easiest courses to take, you now realize how wrong everyone was. That so-called "gut" required far more guts than you expected. That purportedly "lucid and inspiring" professor made you wish that you were less than lucid during class. Or maybe the entire experience would have been just dandy, had it not been for the Teaching Fellow from Hell. In short, you were duped. Wronged. Spurned...