Word: meads
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...sportswriters called him the Brown Bomber, the Dark Destroyer, the Sepia Slugger, the Mahogany Maimer, the Chocolate Chopper, the Tan Tarzan of Thump. These were far more than sobriquets. As Chris Mead observes in his enlightening biography, Champion, Heavyweight Joe Louis Barrow could never be a mere titleholder. He was always an emblem...
...Mead peels off these labels and traces Louis' career from the early days in a Detroit ghetto to the sad years of deterioration. Pugilism came easily to Louis, but he was not a natural celebrity. His advisers remembered that the previous black champion, Jack Johnson, had ruined his career with temperamental outbursts and interracial romances. Accordingly, they merchandised Louis' innate dignity and sold him as a shy family man given to choice utterances like "He can run, but he can't hide" and, during World War II, "We are on God's side." The champion did not disappoint his public...
...Mead, 26, a recent Yale Law School graduate, is at pains to present a life but at a loss to give it meaning. Instead, his first book invokes appraisals of prominent blacks from Jesse Jackson ("With Joe Louis we had made it from the guttermost to the uttermost") to Conservative Sociologist Thomas Sowell ("Louis was a continuing lesson to white America that to be black did not mean to be a clown or a lout"). But it was another boxer who put the man in true perspective. Muhammad Ali remarked after the funeral, "Howard Hughes dies, with all his billions...
...much longer before the Fun Czar transforms Harvard’s dining halls to modern day mead halls? Well, it’s hard to say, but Harvard University Dining Services (HUDS) isn’t entirely ruling Friday fun-night out. “I love a beer on Friday, so I’m not personally opposed to it,” says Jami Snyder, communication coordinator for HUDS. Snyder says that if a request for wet Fridays were sent to the relevant deans, it would be “reviewed...
...can’t help but notice that nobody’s cheerier than they were two weeks ago. So DD looked up a 16th century Gallic recipe and replaced the mead with PBR. When you’re thinking about bitching about your thesis, think of feudalism, you godforsaken, sniveling whiner...