Word: minde
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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Hazelwood is a free man today, at least until his trial, now scheduled to begin in October. He spends much of his time lobster fishing in Huntington Bay with a friend in order to earn money. The work is filthy, but it helps keep Hazelwood's mind off his new role as America's Environmental Enemy No. 1. It will probably be 1990 before Exxon and the National Transportation Safety Board release their reports on the Valdez spill. Meanwhile, late-night comics continue to rip into the skipper, and several songs about a drunken Hazelwood play on Alaskan radio stations...
Listening to this, a thought springs to mind: Is the old slugger punch- drunk? This, after all, is the same George Foreman who found religion in a San Juan, Puerto Rico, dressing room in 1977, proclaimed boxing an affront to God and announced he was quitting forever. This is the same Foreman who ballooned to 320 lbs. from a fighting trim of 217, and even today at 255 is far beefier than anyone who wants to hold the title should be. As for the recent wins, all were against unknowns or retreads who will probably never get within spitting distance...
...candlestick into an inferno. Before celebrating his 54th birthday with 54 cakes from admiring employees, the beleaguered HUD chief wryly conceded, "When I first took the nomination from President Bush, I wanted to make HUD a high-profile agency. I don't think this is what I had in mind...
...revolution promised religious freedom. But when Cardinal Miguel Obando y Bravo, the Primate of the Roman Catholic Church, offered help in rebuilding the country, he was curtly told to mind his own business. Obando became one of the regime's chief critics. Says he: "We just can't stand by with our arms folded. You can pray to God, but you must also do your part." Priests who criticize the government have been expelled from the country, and the Catholic radio station is intermittently shut down...
These outward signs of reclusiveness prompted much speculation. What was Solzhenitsyn doing in his bucolic isolation? After 13 years, an answer is finally emerging, and it is mind boggling. Aided by Natalya ("I don't think I could have done it without my wife"), he has constructed a virtual factory of literature. Laboring nearly twelve hours a day, seven days a week in a three- story building behind his house that serves both as a workplace and library and as a typesetting and proofreading center, he has produced more than 5,000 printed pages in Russian of an epic called...