Word: knocks
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...Biden stands for--which is what compelled Sasso to tip the media, is kept locked away, no one being brave enough to raise it--least of all John Sasso. Sasso was cognizant of the dynamics of revelation and press scrutiny. He knew that a secretly revealed tip would knock Biden out of the race, while a substantive speech about Biden by Dukakis would only serve to put more issues on the table. As any campaign manager knows, and as many were quick to point out, if the choice is between adding issues to the agenda, or reducing the number...
...Osborne can go for the almost-guaranteed extra point: Nebraska wins the national championship because Miami failed to knock off the Number One team. A tie is as good as a win; but it's not the way you want to win a national championship--or even the Ivy League title...
...dissident recalls a late-night knock at the door. A mild-looking young official stood outside with a request: "We want you to come and do three months of military service." "If I do," said the dissenter, "I will lose my job." "No problem," said the recruiter. "We will take care of you." The uninvited visitor ultimately agreed to go away, indicating that some free choice still exists in Cuba. But that the summons can come at all shows just how fragile that freedom remains...
...life. Down at sea level, where people struggle along in law courts and jailhouses and abortion clinics, where lives and ideas crash into each other, the Constitution has a more interesting / and turbulent existence. There the Constitution is not a civic icon but a messy series of collisions that knock together the arrangements of the nation's life. Those arrangements become America's history -- what its people do, what they are, what they mean. Walt Whitman wrote, "I contain multitudes." That is what the Constitution does -- an astonishing feat considering the variety of multitudes that have landed on American shores...
...Farmers' Inn, run by farm families, is in the black and riding high. "Hey, you don't know how miserable it was," Jack Brummond, chairman of the board of directors, was explaining the other day. Outside, the wind came off the prairie hard enough to knock you flat, and in the park at the foot of Main Street the Dr Pepper scoreboard by the girls' slow-pitch softball diamond was threatening to leave the state. "This is the social crux of our community. If we don't have this, we live in total segregation. The only other place we have...