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...Houston freeways have been showing an increasing tendency to replace the rules of the road with violent outbreaks. Items from the Houston police department's new statistical category-freeway traffic violence: 1) Driver flashes high-beam lights at car that cut in front of him, whose occupants then hurl a beer can at his windshield, kick out his tail lights, slug him eight stitches' worth. 2) Dump-truck driver annoyed by delay batters trunk of stalled car ahead and its driver with steel bolt. 3) Hurrying driver of 18-wheel truck deliberately rear-ends car whose driver...
...venerable battlewagon is still awesome. Her 16-in. guns can hurl shells that weigh 2,700 Ibs. each (the weight of a Chevrolet) as far as 23 miles. She has been fitted with Toma hawk and Harpoon missiles, some with nuclear warheads; the Toma hawk can hit targets 1 ,500 miles away...
...miles lumbers a Rube Goldberg-like contraption garnished with walkways, conveyor belts, pipes, vents and ducts. With squeaks, clicks, belches and groans, it lurches forward, a 40-ft.-tall wheel revolving at its side. The twelve buckets along the wheel's rim gouge out the earth and occasionally hurl wayward chunks of clay high in the air. Close by, groups of near-naked black tribesmen stand with spears in hand, staring in wonder...
...gathers at its bright windows to peer outside. There, in the dusk, the streets are clogged with trade-crazed foreigners, Brazilians burdened down with shoes, Koreans with shirts, Japanese revving their Hondas, bearing a million videotape recorders on their heads. The foreigners wail and gnash their teeth as they hurl their inventories against the impenetrable American trade barriers. The American economy waves smugly to the rest of the world, then settles in to savor a bit of roast beef and full employment...
...Reagan once said, "It's O.K., we all know Sam's irrepressible." He may be the toughest on-the-air questioner now that the defending champions, Mike Wallace and Barbara Walters, have eased up a little. Walters can still hurl a sugar-tipped dart, but has taken to asking Nancy Reagan what kind of tree she would be, if she were a tree...