Word: laying
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...story as a text for sermons. Episcopal Bishop James A. Pike of California held up a copy of the magazine as he began a discussion of the subject from the pulpit of Manhattan's St. Thomas Church. Newspaper columnists and editorialists, radio and television commentators, religious and lay periodicals joined in the discussion. Malcolm Muggeridge devoted three columns to the subject in London's New Statesman. "Is TIME Dead?" was the title of a spoof in William Buckley's National Review. The Christian Century offered a tongue-in-cheek estimate that 143,684 Easter sermons "grappled with...
Bucharest lay stunned under the sticky assault of an 85° heat wave. Couples lounged inertly in the lilac-scented shade of the parks along Boulevard Magheru, sipped raspberry soda out of communal glasses, or took in the desultory lake breeze at the Pescarus Restaurant. Then, with an electric crackle, loudspeakers began to blare, and a tingle ran through the crowd...
...Illiteracy runs 90%. "Haitians," Duvalier says quietly, "have a destiny to suffer." Duvalier's 5,000-man Tonton Macoute (Creole for bogeymen) roam the country, soaking up blood money from businessmen, torturing and murdering suspected anti-Duvalieristes-sometimes even slaughtering whole families. Early this year, one mutilated corpse lay a whole day in the Port-au-Prince sun, as a grim lesson to Haitians...
...state of "profound apathy," made what was apparently her only effort to get help. Using a coal shovel, she scraped on the basement floor for almost two hours. A woman next door was awakened and on the verge of calling police when the scraping stopped. That afternoon, as Sylvia lay moaning and mumbling incoherently on her pile of rags, Mrs. Baniszewski, Ricky, John B. Jr. and Paula sprinkled a box of soap powder on her, then added hot water. Afterward, John Jr. sprayed her with cold water from a garden hose...
...physician, Lord Moran, was very Churchillian and very 19th century. It was the remark of a man who, despite a keen global vision, still thought it easy for the West to regard itself as the center of the world. To many of his era the periphery of that world lay somewhere in the jungle, well beyond the enclave of civilization. But yesterday's jungle is often today's battlefield. Nowadays, few sophisticated liberal experts on international affairs would regard any nation, even those known only to stamp collectors, as too distant or too obscure to matter...