Word: land
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...role in a manned Mars mission early in the 21st century, the next President will have to make a commitment to a coherent national space policy sooner rather than later. Enormous problems remain to be solved, and two decades is precious little time for developing a program that would land humans on another planet. The clock is running, and to NASA Ames Scientist Carol Stoker, the message from the Soviets is coming across loud and clear: "We're going to Mars, and the bus is leaving." And like her, more and more Americans are asking: Will the U.S. be aboard...
...space this September in the shuttle Discovery, which was wheeled to its Kennedy Space Center launching pad last week, NASA Administrator James Fletcher concedes that the Soviets are now "way ahead of us in manned flight." If each nation goes its own way, he predicts, the Soviets could land humans on Mars at least five years before the U.S. could...
...State has reduced the area's forest from 689,871 acres in 1959 to 106,000 acres today. "Trees in the forest are cut down to the edge of the park," says Wilderness Society President George Frampton. The Reagan Administration has authorized very little money for purchases of park land. In 1978 the budget was $681 million; for 1989 the Administration has requested $17 million...
Mama sits in her humble Guatemalan home and spins tales of a promised land she has seen only in the pages of Good Housekeeping. In America, she tells her daughter Rosa, you will find money, cars, TV, even indoor plumbing. "You flush it, and everything vanishes!" And so in Gregory Nava's 1983 film El Norte, Rosa and her brother Enrique embark on a perilous pilgrimage toward the golden north. When they eventually reach California, they do find honest work and small incomes -- the money dreams can buy. But it is a rasping irony to possess so little when surrounded...
...need food. Maybe they need to get out of the way of bullets. Most of us who concern ourselves with Hispanic-American culture, as painters, musicians, writers -- or as sons and daughters -- are the children of immigrants. We have grown up on this side of the border, in the land of Elvis Presley and Thomas Edison. Our lives are prescribed by the mall, by the 7-Eleven, by the Internal Revenue Service. Our imaginations vacillate between an Edenic Latin America, which nevertheless betrayed our parents, and the repellent plate-glass doors of a real American city, which has been good...