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Combat Loaded. In Houston, a bus station clerk caught nine-year-old Danny McElwee and his brother Victor,11, trying to run away from home, opened their bags, found: two baseballs, two gloves, a homemade butterfly net, Victor's butterfly collection, a jar of live caterpillars, no clothing...
...mother up; he led his gang in brutal street fights; finally he decided "to bump a guy" who had offended him. "I feel loose," he tells his accomplice as they wait giggling in the shadows for their victim, like little boys fumbling in a dark closet for the cookie jar. "Like I was made for gettin' even...
...Chicago study is fatuous. Juries are as much in the public domain as the courts, and the argument for secrecy, far from concerning an individual's right to privacy, is a question of efficiency alone. It is quite true that forcing juries to operate in a bell jar, as it were, would intimidate them, that it would stifle comments which might persuade by their acuteness, or at least, by their absurdity, give jurors a perspective on their colleague's argument...
...Orleans hotel suite sat an unkempt man, his flesh folding in rolls above his belt. He sipped contentedly from a jar of pure honey, bestirring himself now and then to waddle across the room, or to scratch himself, or to snap his suspenders, while the returns from the Democratic primary election for governor dinned into his ears: "Long 112,261 . . . Morrison 87,128 . . . Preaus 25,948 . . . Grevemberg 16,863 -McLemore 18,227." "Looks good," he croaked...
...ring true. While horror may indeed lie below the asphalt of a city's streets, one does not enter that world-as does Bradbury's character in The Cistern-by way of an actual clanging manhole cover. Life may end as a pickled monstrosity in a jar of alcohol; with Bradbury, in The Jar, that end is only a beginning. There are 19 stories in this book, but the best of the lot is more rib-tickling than spine-tingling. The Watchful Poker Chip of H. Matisse tells of a fellow called George Garvey, so indescribably dull...