Word: idiot
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...enough, with just enough twists to prevent you from leaving in the middle. But, since its characters are so dimensionless, new ones have to be introduced at each step of the plot's development: the police chief who has sex with a whore in his car; the bumbling blonde idiot who is Stone's mistress' lover and lives in a mobile home with a lava lamp; and the most ridiculous of all, a crazed bedroom killer who appears on the scene at the last minute and saves everybody...
Some believe that Americans have entirely too much freedom: all engine, no brakes, the great vehicle careering all over the road, the Lowest Common Denominator at the wheel, grinning like an idiot, hurling beer cans out the window. In many minds, freedom is a license to indulge. If the old constraints of religion and manners have given way, Americans unequipped with a set of inhibitions will begin to dismantle the system for their own amusement. But one rarely hears a revolutionary cry these days to overthrow the Republic. There are rhythms in these matters. Nineteen years ago, the New York...
...seven freshmen out of school for a year for making the Harvard computer print out "This computer test sucks" several dozen times in a row and perform other electronic tricks as a way of protesting the pesky QRR computer test. It was, said one insider, a prank that "any idiot could have done...
Most movies about low-life Americana condescend to their subject with lots of sweat, foul patter, fat ladies and idiot giggling. This lurid and intermittently seductive melodrama (based on a true story) just observes Brad Sr. and his mob dispassionately, like slime mold under a microscope. They execute their robberies, and their victims, with soulless professionalism; their gangster grimaces register starkness without sexiness. Brad Jr. and his pals are hardly more exemplary. Talking tough, swigging beer, waiting for something bad to happen, they could be the Whitewood Gang in embryo...
That was almost 17 years ago, Halloween Day, 1969. My attacker was some poor idiot tripping on LSD and the spirit of the holiday, and my savior was my mother. I only mention this incident because of the comment I made a few minutes and several blocks later, when my mother caught me trying to crawl into a police...