Word: meats
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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From jamming the useful CB circuits with dumb and frivolous chatter to hogging the highways, the four wheels can do no right. "The four wheels are parasites," says one driver. "They use you as bear meat." Growls another: "All year the four wheels plan for a two-week vacation. They throw a big party the night before they leave, jump in the car, the wife has the map in her lap and there are three screaming kids in the back seat. The guy is going 70 m.p.h. and looking backwards." Trucker Phyllis Crush, who drives with her husband Ted, describes...
...Inflation: Who Is Hurt Worst?" [Jan. 15]: boo, hiss to the American Dream! My husband and I now find that even though we have obtained that hallowed ground called "the upper middle class" we are hard put to have meat on the table three times a week. We put off visits to the doctor. A family vacation nowadays is a joke. Most depressing is watching Congress continue to set up programs that we finance but cannot use because we "make too much money." So please tell us: What is the American Dream...
...nervously, about 80 soldiers in gas masks "advanced toward the correspondents, stabbing the air with their bayonets." This press demonstration by the Immortals Brigade of the Imperial Guard was organized by one Amir-Sadeghi, who then said of the Ayatullah Khomeini, "We'll chop him up for dog meat-or maybe use him for target practice." Amir-Sadeghi was characterized by the Times as "the first person to give foreign correspondents accurate information about the Shah's plan to leave Iran"-and less generously by the Washington Post as "the son of the Shah's former chauffeur...
There is not much meat to this delicate, whimsical little novel about the friendship of two English brothers, but the bones clack together nicely. Peregrine is a precocious child. His younger brother Benedick is thought to be dull, because for several years he speaks in a private language only Peregrine can understand. Their father, a literary scholar and full-rigged eccentric, is never ruffled by his odd progeny; but their mother, a dithered creature who soon fades out of the scene, is confounded. At the age of six, for example, Benedick inquires, "What's a prostitute?" Peregrine knows...
...What is fully drawn and wholly believable, curiously enough, is the great love between the two brothers. If the result is fiction as eccentric as its subjects, no matter. Most current novels err in the direction of stultifying detail and would be better if they were supplied with less meat and more bone...