Word: jacketing
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...unlighted intersections throughout the blacked-out area, countless volunteers?many of them college students ?took over the job of directing traffic. (In Manhattan, the most prominent surrogate cops were a brown-robed Franciscan friar and an elderly boulevardier in a dinner jacket.) Acting on their own, men and youths patrolled neighborhood stores to prevent looting...
...bonding makes two-faced suits and coats possible, designers may soon be turning themselves inside out to give customers two costumes in one. Instead of going home to change, the day may come when a businessman can arrive at work in a grey worsted, leave in a black dinner jacket. All that stands in the way is the trivial matter of how to make it fit both ways-and what to do about the pockets...
...Jonathan Swift of the Ne gro revolution. But Swift's excremental visions were elaborated by his intellect; Jones's explosive expressions proceed from a simpler impulse. In The Toilet, his most effective play, the action transpires in a latrine. And in this book, described on the dust jacket as an autobiography, he announces aggressively: "This thing, if you read it, will jam your face in my -." It will indeed. On almost every page, Author Jones, who is now 31 years old, makes reference to evacuation-generally to some form of erotic evacuation. The filth is rationalized as social...
...their liking. A year later, the committee returned to Lipchitz. This time they persuaded him to take on the challenge. Lipchitz decided: "He will have the look of a builder." To costume Du Luth, Lipchitz picked up clues wherever he could, garbed his figure in an Indian jacket, and placed a plumed hat atop his long curled peruke (two such wigs are known to have belonged to Du Luth). The result, conceived as a mythical hero (see opposite page), will be unveiled this week on the Duluth campus of the University of Minnesota. Possessing both the dignity of a daydream...
...Should they really have banned this story?" asks the book jacket. Well, nobody really did. After printing several thousand copies of this ribald and frisky little fantasy of royal family life, the British publishers accepted the anguished advice of their barristers and chickened...