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...prosecution's case was clear enough. The mess sergeant testified that Pfc. God, knife in hand, had removed the eyes in thick wedges, sliced off random peels in flat slabs (instead of removing them nice and thin). Then the mess sergeant, armed with a potato and peeler, earnestly re-enacted the whole business, slashing ruthlessly away until the potato looked like a candidate for a shoestring...
...case for the defense was stronger, and just as reminiscent of TV's Sergeant Bilko and his Fort Baxter friends. A mess sergeant from another company earnestly testified that Pfc. God's peelings were quite normal, considering that the accused had had only a knife to work with instead of a hand potato-peeler. Moreover, defense counsel (an officer picked for the job) was able to prove that Pfc. God's peelings (saved as evidence by the company commander) weighed less than those carved by his own mess sergeant...
...trial's most dramatic moments came when the complaining witness herself took the stand. She had not cried out or resisted, she testified, because "there wasn't anything I could do with four men with a gun and a knife but do what they said to do ... I started crying and they said to shut...
Examples of action-expressionism line his basement studio-bedroom-large black canvases slashed with color laid on with a paint roller, brush and palette knife. Requiem for Bird, named for the late Jazz Saxophonist Charlie ("Bird") Parker, looks like a grey goose hit hard in flight by a charge from a chokebore shotgun. "When I run out of materials, I borrow and steal shamelessly," says Morris. "After I painted some canvases on the Jack Paar Show, I sold one to a dealer in Chicago. Then I was on CBS and NBC newsreels. I got other customers. They came, but they...
...chemistry (drinking water, she knows, helps the smoker extract that last bit of nourishment from a reefer). But Lu Ann is a little weak in geography. "Now Man," she says, "you aint gassin me you really got an ocean you can get to on the subway?" Duke Custis, a knife-scarred hard case at 14, knows well enough where the Atlantic is, even has a vague notion that Europe lies somewhere beyond Coney Island. But the boy's world is the three-or-four-street patch of roach-rich jungle ruled by his gang-the Royal Crocadiles, of whom...