Word: merely
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...novelist was moved to weary protest. 'The national consciousness for Mr. Theodore Roosevelt is ... at the best a very fierce affair.' James was too courteous to say more in print, but he privately characterized Roosevelt as 'a dangerous and ominous jingo,' and 'the mere monstrous embodiment of unprecedented and resounding Noise...
...Mere parody, though, can never be satisfying. When, in Mann's phrase, "Art becomes critique," the self-consciousness of parody can be crippling and destructive. Perhaps the goal should be to combine a parodic sense with an underlying faith in the essential form and a dose of the new and vital. The Sex Pistols achieve this delicate balance on side two in their reclamation of "Johnny B. Goode" and Boston local Jonathan Richman's "Road Runner." Sure to be a legend of rock and roll, this track alone justifies the rather extravagant price which decorates the album jacket. Opening with...
...preached that the existence of a personal God is "a comforting invention of human beings." Schulz also wrote a book, Is God a Mathematical Formula?, and, in answer to the title question, he answered no but declared that God emanates somehow from "physical and chemical processes." Prayer? Mere "self-reflection." Life after death? Wishful thinking. Jesus? A normal man with good things to say who was later glorified into the Son of God by early Christians...
Hawaiians (26.3%), though they are slightly outnumbered by islanders of Japanese origin (26.4%); the other major non-Caucasian strain is Filipino (17%), followed by Chinese and Korean. Thus while Hawaiian, a melodious language that the missionaries alphabetized into a mere twelve characters, is still spoken and sung on the island, many natives converse in pidgin English, the world's most colorful lingua franca. A dark-hued hotel waiter, cussed out by an irate Texan who has received the soup in his lap, retorts: "Eh, now, no take out on me, you stupid buggah! Udderwise bimeby I gone broke your...
Since Albert Camus's death in a 1960 car crash, these images have totally obscured the writer. Journalist Herbert R. Lottman's voluminous work attempts to sweep away rumor and legend in the hope that a man will emerge. But Camus is much too elusive for mere biography. After 753 pages, the subject seems as melodramatic in death as he was in life...