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Word: letting (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1970-1979
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...cuts? That's nothing. They do it every year. Now let's put the grease where the squeak is. Let's see the politicians cut spending; the tax cuts will take care of themselves...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Letters, Nov. 13, 1978 | 11/13/1978 | See Source »

...simplest way for the Federal Reserve to control money supply would be to feed a predetermined quantity of reserves into the banking system, turn a deaf ear to pleas that it shovel in more, no matter how intense the demand for loans becomes, and let interest rates go wherever the market takes them. The board has traditionally resisted that approach out of fear that an abrupt crackdown in an inflationary economy would cause interest rates to leap up so violently as to produce financial chaos. Miller has said that if the board had tried that strategy in 1974 the prime...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: To Rescue the Dollar | 11/13/1978 | See Source »

...THERE'S A WHOLE NEW GENERATION IN CLEVELAND, AND WE'RE BUILDING A WHOLE NEW TOWN. But the current wave of bad news has caused one of the campaign's chief fund raisers, Art Modell, owner of the Cleveland Browns football team, to temper his boosterism. "Let's face it," say: Modell, "you can't talk about the great cultural assets of Cleveland when the city looks like it's going bankrupt...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Nation: Cleveland: Facing Collapse? | 11/13/1978 | See Source »

...authorities revoked Galante's parole last spring from an earlier 15-year narcotics sentence on the unassailable grounds that he had been "associating with known criminals." At Dellacroce's urging, the Mafia commission in September not only decreed that Galante no longer headed the Bonanno family but let out a contract on his life...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Nation: Why Lillo Is Lying Low | 11/13/1978 | See Source »

...eyes were out on wires and I was grinding my teeth. When I chopped that shit, it fell apart like dog biscuit. Bolivian rock. I didn't care. I just made the rails about eight feet and blew myself a daydream with a McDonald's straw. Let them try and stop...

Author: By Joseph Dalton, | Title: The Caribbean Syndicalist Novel | 11/8/1978 | See Source »

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