Word: lifeness
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...testimony concerning his role in the whole affair. One witness testified that he had once asked Vorster whether the government itself was being blackmailed by Eschel Rhoodie, one of Mulder's key aides. "A thousand percent," Vorster is said to have replied. "He holds my ministers' political life in the hollow of his hand...
...powwowing in German? The answer, indeed, was ja. The scene was the long Whitsunday weekend in Bocklemünd near Cologne, where 2,500 members of West Germany's Western Bund gathered in a meadow to dress up as cowboys, Indians and Civil War soldiers and live the life of the Old West as it really was. Casual spectators were strictly forbidden. Said Hans ("Old Joe") Jäkel, 55, a retired Cologne machinist who has been Grand Marshal of the Bund's annual three-day councils for the past 20 years: "This is no performance...
...their bus and returned to Frankenmuth. One night last week, 55 travelers plunked down $20 each for the 11:30 p.m. United flight from Akron to Cleveland, a 22-minute trip that normally draws about four paying passengers a week. The attraction was not Cleveland's glamorous night life...
Unseeded, the young player has arrived at the Wimbledon finals, where he faces Guillermo Vilas. Something is wrong, however. The camera keeps cutting to the empty chair next to his coach (Pancho Gonzalez, playing himself and, very nicely too). Obviously someone terribly important in the kid's life is missing, and Vilas blows him out in the first two sets. How the lad (Dean-Paul Martin) got to Wimbledon, and the reason for his sudden loss of poise, is told in a series of flashbacks intercut with the unfolding drama of the big match...
...touched a responsive chord in an age of self-indulgent pathos. Fate is stern; it demands a hero. Self-pity is soft; it only asks for a man to look in a mirror and recognize a victim. All the "pity poor little me" folk, all the partisans of the "life is a dirty trick" philosophy, which is pervasive in our society, have proclaimed Beckett a genius. He is not a genius, but his considerable gifts, which he has harvested with great integrity, happen to coincide with the scary, fretful temper of the times...