Word: hell
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...most glamorous sporting events," some top players would rather take the day off than risk an injury in a game that has no bearing on the pennant race. Recently faced with the prospect of suiting up for his 13th glamorous event, the Pirates' Roberto Clemente said: "To hell with the All-Star Game. I can use the rest." Roberto, who pleaded a "pain in the neck," finally agreed to play-but only after National League President Charles ("Chub") Feeney threatened to crack down on cop-outs. Al Kaline and Dick McAuliffe of the Detroit Tigers had themselves scratched from...
...niggers," sneers Joe Curran. His beer belly enfolds the bar, and his close-set black eyes burn bright with contempt. "The niggers are getting all the money. So why work? Welfare! They even give them free rubbers . . . You think they use them? Hell, no. They sell them and use the money for booze. All them social workers are nigger lovers. And the white kids, they're acting like niggers. They got no respect for the President of the United States. A few heads get bashed and the liberals behave like Eleanor Roosevelt got raped. The liberals. Forty...
Cataplexy-a sadistic punishment that might have been designed for the ninth circle of Dante's hell-threatens to become a metaphor for the condition of humor in the 1970s. At the moment, the silent absence of laughter is deafening, though the will to laugh is agonizingly there. Where are the wits of yesterday? The game is a humiliation to play...
...your ancestors might have? Répondez s'il vous plait! man hunting man! Ach, mein Gott! are human beings fools or what? In the interim . . . while I wait, and you tell, mach's nach, aber mach's besser, viz., carry on, boys, and continue like hell...
...philosophical novel that deals, however obliquely, with such eternal conundrums as love, free will and appearance and reality. Its protagonist formulates no doctrines. But without ever quite losing his innocence, he does arrive at a visionary acceptance of all mortal matters as so much moonlight on the Ganges. "To hell with judging!" he concludes. "I have no opinions, I am beaten, and I just accept all this phenomena, this diamond-cut-diamond game, this human horseplay, this topsy-turvyism, as Life, as contrast...