Word: mask
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...plight with which many Americans can sympathize. The tendency these days is to assume that it does not matter what kind of book you write for money. Yet The Company, for all its diverting tidbits, should not be accepted (or dismissed) as good, dirty fun. In it, using a mask of fiction, the author continues with great tenacity and skill a campaign begun by the White House to vilify past Presidents and, indeed, American political institutions, so that Richard Nixon's behavior would seem less reprehensible by contrast. With that in view Nixon tried to declassify material to blacken...
Bill Lee, the Boston starter, had staggered off the field a victim of the brawl, looking dazed and crippled even from the oxygen-mask territory of the upper deck. About a third of the Stadium crowd, far more than had earlier expressed Beantown loyalty, cheered Rick Burleson's ensuing two-run homer that began what ended as an 8-2 Bosox rout...
...invented the catcher's mask, and what college did he attend...
...film, dreams (after the attempt) that she is in a small room surrounded by a crowd of anguished patients. There are so many of them that she can give only the most perfunctory attention to each. Ullmann approaches one woman and peels off her facial skin, which is a mask hiding a face covered with festering sores. Ullmann turns away. She opens a closet door to discover her near-senile grandfather. "I'm afraid of dying," he whispers. She tells him to count to ten, then, if he is still alive, to start again. He dutifully begins to count...
...happy childhood. Probably this separation affected Rumer more seriously; it is she who seems obsessed with the torments of young people hovering on the steps of maturity. It is she who ar rests the mind with a metaphor for the land of contrasts, the country whose preening beauty cannot mask the terror that persists in life as in fictive reconstructions: "Do you know why the peacock gives those terrible screams...