Word: hearings
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...security guards and damaged their car. Two days later, Haig was jetting about Europe in a U.S. Air Force DC-9, receiving 17-gun farewell salutes. Said British Major General Geoffery B. Wilson: "We rejoice that you were spared [in the bombing], and we know we will hear more from you. Watch out, United States...
...Scott executed the old "George Scott double play" with startling timing and precision against his old teammates yesterday. While this may delight Fenway's dregs, some of whom managed to turn "Boomer" to "Boomer," it is a sad sight to behold, and an uglier one to hear. But it is better for George Scott and better for the Red Sox, who no longer have to rehabilitate old muscles, but must take care that their new ones stay in shape...
Dayton's late March climate is Boston's summer climate, and in both places at the appropriate times, you can hear people indulging in stupid arguments over whether it's the heat or the humidity. They, too, have instincts. If any of these people had instincts, they would find a place where they don't have to struggle with the heat and the humidity (or either one of the two), they would find a place where they can relish both...
...these are probably not the songs you'll hear first; radio stations have chosen "D.J." and "Boys Keep Swinging" for airplay. "D.J." is the most commercial and least interesting song on Lodger--Bowie's vocal acrobatics are impressive, but the music is in the same style as, and not much of an advance on, that of Young Americans. "Boys Keep Swinging" sets the throbbing electronic pulse of "Heroes" to lyrics that sound like Bowie's answer to the Village People. He's always skirted the epicene, of course, and this is just a bit of harmless camp, but it seems...
Lytton Strachey had both, and his Eminent Victorians, which made fun of those letter-writing idols, delighted post-World War I readers, who wanted to hear the dirt about the people who had brought on the disaster. Strachey was imitated throughout the '20s and '30s and, wrote Bernard De Voto, "biography seemed to be no more than a high-spirited game of yanking out shirttails and setting fire to them." That game is over. In the past generation the best biographers have righted the balance, creating what approaches a fresh and vigorous art form...