Word: highway
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Next to the fenced-in compound containing the buildings is a bare dirt parking lot from which one can see all around. To the west is the asphalt road that connects the site to the highway and the town. To the north, beyond an array of giant gray conduits awaiting assembly, lie unspoiled salt marshes. To the east one can see the shoreline where lobstermen and fishermen work and where, on any sunny day in July or August, 100,000 people may be soaking in the sun and salt water. To the south stand pine trees that tower above...
...April 30, 2000 people closed in on the parking lot from the road, the marsh and the sea to make a stand against the plant's construction. From the highway came the main phalanx, marching and chanting eight abreast and hundreds deep. Reporters and cameramen postured and scurried before them like the fiddler crabs that live in the marsh. Amidst the dust swirling up to the whirling blades of police helicopters hovering above, the demonstrators poured over the parking lot. They clapped and cheered as they saw a second line of demonstrators moving inland from the sea like a slow...
...noted that the town of Mashpee, Mass., has filed a counterclaim for $200 million as the cost of improvements. Who ever told the white man that a $100,000 house is an improvement over a do-it-yourself teepee? Is a six-lane paved highway with speeding autos an improvement over the dirt road between villages...
...predicted special-interest groups would proclaim "sacrifice is fine, as long as other people do it." Pointedly looking beyond Congress, Carter predicted that the fate of his plan "will not be decided here in Washington, but in every town and every factory, in every home and on every highway and every farm...
...property, he said; the street was his property. That didn't leave us much room. The policeman smiled. In his sunglasses we could see the dark clouds racing behind us. As the fat blue executive watched from a steamy office window, the policeman offered us a ride to the highway. The Miami-bound Lear jet still sat, sleek and ready, on the rain-slicked pavement...