Word: ironical
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...every week I'd check out those All Star ballot results in the Philadelphia Inquirer, and hovering a good 200,000 votes over Bowa was always Dave Concepcion, a .269 hitter with an iron glove. I guess those Reds fans really know how to make their ballots count...
...They are animated by climates of opinion, and that social context is missing. Bentley simply relies on popular present attitudes to validate lofty moral judgments on the past. At the time the hearings were held, wartime amity with the Soviet Union had been crushed by the descent of the Iron Curtain, and there was a not unnatural suspicion, supported by proof which exists to this very moment, that the Russians were out to Communize the world...
...like "Meet John Doe" where powerful men in evening clothes sit around having brandy and cigars after dinner and listen to D.B. Norton--a Ronald Reagan figure if there ever was one, say: "There's been too much permissiveness in this country, too much loose talk. America needs an iron hand." To which the men, archetypal 1930s lounge lizards with beautifully cut moustaches and social registers in their back pockets, respond: "Hear, hear, quite right, D.B." and thump on the table in a hollow variant of old-time prep school enthusiasm. The movie's scene could just as easily have...
...those clear summer nights with a high sky and incandescent stars, just right for playing out romances and baseball games. The vast field stretched hugely and serenely in its allotted 500-foot arc, far below her gently swaying calves. And the white light from the towering black iron lamps stained everything into perfect hue: the brown and green of calves and grass, and the wine, orange, white of the players' uniforms. The colors collected perfectly into 50 baseball players for the Baltimore Orioles and Cleveland Indians clubs, the field in Memorial Stadium in Baltimore, and the two tanned legs...
...great old army tank, hit decades ago by an enemy shell, sunken in a shallow lagoon. The iron flaps of the tank's turret are rusted open, steadily washed over by the waves; its corroded gun defiantly trains on trenches and machine-gun nests, long buried in the sands of a deserted beach...