Word: moods
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Still, the very volatility of the public mood shows that Carter's lead over Kennedy is far from insurmountable. Despite the unity over Iran, the national mood remains bleak, although somewhat improved since summer. Forty-two percent of those surveyed said the state of the nation was "very bad," and 34% rated it "poor." Only 24% said the nation was in "good" shape...
...when armies used to maneuver around each other. The one emerging in an inferior position often surrendered quickly so that it could live to fight again. "We march television cameras instead of troops," he says. Warfare that used to seek land, wealth or subjugation now is aimed at the mood in Washington or Qum or Moscow or Riyadh...
...Rhodesia declared independence. The Carter Administration decided to follow suit and end U.S. sanctions too before Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher's official visit to Washington this week. Nonetheless, the return of British sovereignty caused little rejoicing in Rhodesia. Among the country's 212,000 whites, a somber mood of surrender and betrayal combined with a strong distrust of British motives. Snapped a white Salisbury housewife: "The British are not here to return democracy to us. They are here to turn us over to whosoever will get us off their hands...
Only a recluse could fail to know somebody who uses less ingenuity in living than in worrying and guarding against subtle hazards. Perhaps the surest sign that the admonitory mood is taking a toll is the fact that Americans have begun to write advice columnists about the problems that all the cautions cause. Warnings about cholesterol in eggs, nitrate in bacon, caffeine in coffee (and, a while back, risky chemicals in even the decaffeinated variety) have sapped the fun out of eating breakfast for some people, it seems. Wrote one such: "I'd try bread and water...
...admiring lawyer who takes her for idyllic sails on Long Island Sound. She has an apartment with a terrace on Manhattan's East Side and a woman who comes in to tidy it up. She can afford to jet to the coast to see her sculptor whenever the mood hits her. Her routine is the stuff of beauty-salon fantasies: "Twice a day I treat my face with Erno Laszlo's special soaps and lotions. Once a month my legs are waxed by Mrs. Rugged at Elizabeth Arden. My hair is cut by Harry at Kenneth...