Word: insists
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Adlai Stevenson the Governor used to like to lean on fences, survey the prairie horizon and insist that in small places things are revealed to the humble that are obscure to the great and powerful...
Cuban officials insist that both the civilian and military personnel in Africa are volunteers. Maybe so, but a young Cuban faces a formidable battery of social and governmental pressures to answer the call "Comrade Fidel wants you." A Havana resident described how authorities picked volunteers in the small town where a relative lives: "They lined up the young men and asked those who were willing to go to Africa to raise their hands. Anyone who didn't raise his hand was then told to explain why-and he better have a pretty good excuse, like illness or hardship...
...Tova Reich's glancing Swiftian wit never flags. She introduces one Rabbi Leon Lieb, who owns a chain of nursing homes and uses cajolery, threats and his-and-her fox cloaks as he obsessively tries to transform his son-in-law into a proper husband. But the newlyweds insist on going their own comic way: secreting a poet's mad mother in one of the nursing homes, serving as interior decorators to a psychotherapist who conducts his sessions in coffins. When Sudah renounces art for yoga, embracing celibacy as well, Mara is demoted from wife to sister. Disgruntled...
...said of Columnist Heywood Broun that he resembled an unmade bed. This summer that dubious sartorial distinction is being emulated by fashion-conscious men and women from Fifth Avenue to Rodeo Drive. The look could be called Sloppy Chic. Its adherents insist that the clothes they wear be made of natural fibers-cotton, linen, silk-and that they look natural: unstructured, unlined, unstarched, unpressed. Their aim is to look carefree not careless, modish not messy, though the distinction may at times be more in the eye of the wearer than the beholder. "This year," says a buyer at Chicago...
With Megan, we set out on horseback through the winds of February and March, because he felt we should see the people dying. What we saw, I now no longer believe-except that my scribbled notes insist I saw what I saw. There were the bodies: the first, no more than an hour out of Loyang, lying in the snow, a day or two dead, her face shriveled about her skull; she must have been young; and the snow fell on her eyes; and she would lie unburied until the birds or the dogs cleaned her bones. The dogs were...