Word: lurking
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Many big cities are now making special efforts to deter rapists and to help their victims. The Los Angeles police department helped produce a widely distributed film, Lady Beware, that shows where rapists may lurk and teaches that women in danger should scream. In Washington, D.C., the police department has put out pamphlets for rape victims urging them to bring sex offenders to court. In New York City, St. Louis, Albuquerque and Chicago, special police rape squads brief victims on what to expect during medical examinations and how to file charges...
...matter. The deadliest, most brilliant satire still works by desecration and flourishes in filth. Someone eventually rears up to illuminate the dark underside, reminding us, like Swift, that sham, corruption and violence lurk beneath the surface of our beliefs and institutions and, of course, that Caelia shits. For America in the late fifties and very early sixties there was Lenny Bruce...
...Miller severely circumscribes his polytheism by limiting it to the Greek pantheon "simply because," he explains, "willy-nilly, we are Occidental men and women." He fails to consider the psychological utility, for instance, of the richly nuanced popular theology of Roman Catholicism, beneath whose dogma, he concedes grudgingly, may lurk "all the gods and goddesses of the ancient world."* The basic problem of Miller's book is that he has tossed up as a clay pigeon a monotheism that is an arid and abstract doctrine rather than the complex and mysterious vision that it has been, and still...
Alas for town-fatherhood, vexed like all fatherhood. The shark continues to lurk near Amity, snapping up summer people like a trout after May flies, and there go the old property values. Chief Brody does not much like summer people, or the little crocodiles they wear on their tennis shirts, but he decides to hunt the fish...
...poems show that morbidity had always been her native element. In the Ariel poems, published posthumously, madness is her theme, her scream and her doom. Ominous presences lurk in the shadows of her lines. Objects, col ors, odors, nature itself claw at the raw, chafed nerves of her being. In these last works she was half in love with death and courted it to attain the only peace that her tormented spirit could apparently know...