Word: hell
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...gods from whom they sprung, the Tuatha de Danaan. Truth be told, they didn't exactly worship the gods--it was more of an ongoing working relationship. There is lots of evidence the Celts didn't think in terms of "bad," and had no concept of heaven or hell. Anti-social behavior was not bad, merely an absence of good; loyalty to the tribe was the supreme rule. In St. Patricks time, you didn't travel across the borders of the kingdoms unless you had been invited or were a famous poet or seer. Safe conduct was far from guaranteed...
...little spitfire," her second husband calls her. "Little Ms. Sourpuss" is how Chicago Sun-Times Columnist Mike Royko describes her. Either way, Jane Byrne's fierce and feisty campaigning appealed to disgruntled Chicagoans, who often welcomed the underdog mayoral candidate with cries of "Give 'em hell, Janey...
...midseason lows. But the network tried to do a big, complex show in less than half the time it requires. Producer Dan Curtis, 51, played Casey Jones, but even he was nonplused when he was asked last August to execute Programmer Paul Klein's idea. "What the hell is it," he asked, "Love Boat on wheels?" Oh, no, he was told; it would be more on the order of Hitchcock's North by Northwest, mystery-comedy with a high sheen. The nightmare began at once. Set builders hammered away 24 hours a day, seven days a week, often...
When another network has got that younger audience, you say to yourself: "Well, now, there are a lot of adults around who don't like this, and if we get all of them, we'll have a hell of an audience. So let's put in something that's completely contrary." We did that with 60 Minutes, which is on from 7 to 8 o'clock Sunday night. If there's ever an hour for children, that's it. But by God, our strategy worked! We tried the same thing with Paper Chase...
...Hell hath no fury like a restaurant critic scorned. In the world of culinary journalism, the great Otto flap caused almost as much consternation as the 1926 disappearance of Agatha Christie did in London. None of the professional eaters-out knew who Otto might be or where. Reporters pumped other reporters, chefs, food authors, anyone who might draw a bead on the wayward cuisinier. McPhee was besieged by calls; so was The New Yorker, which did not, in fact, know Otto's identity. The Washington Post published several guesses-one was correct-but did not pursue the story...