Word: mortalities
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...biggest promoter on this coast, barring only, perhaps, Delsener or Howard Stein. With that in mind, I live in mortal fear of this man, a fear tinged with awe. I am afraid to talk to him; I still remember the two times I made him laugh. Don Law rarely laughs, he's too busy. Besides, the aloofness he nearly always maintains is necessary, it helps in dealing with rock stars' agents, and rock stars themselves. He's not old, but he's seasoned in this business. Still, that's all surface. I think Don Law is a very nice...
...taint clouds Alvarez's effort. He makes a fine brisk guide to changing historic attitudes toward suicide: Roman Stoics practiced it gladly; romantic poets preached it madly; the early Christians pursued de facto suicide by avidly seeking martyrdom, until in A.D. 412 Saint Augustine declared the act a mortal sin. Alvarez also offers a fascinating chronicle of literary figures who espoused, contemplated or tried suicide-Montaigne, John Donne, Cowper, Thomas Chatterton, Dostoevsky, and so on up to Hart Crane and Ernest Hemingway. It is only toward the end that one realizes Alvarez is thesis pushing, that the book...
...Nguyen Van Thieu and his South Vietnamese general staff in the wake of the abject ARVN collapses at Quang Tri and in most of the Central Highlands. The disasters had frozen Saigon into a paralytic numbness-the sort of debilitating shock that can quickly translate into a sudden and mortal collapse of morale. In order to boost the sagging spirits of the capital, ARVN set up a display of captured enemy equipment, including two huge North Vietnamese tanks, in the square outside city hall...
Surely now in this mortal life...
...could all be transported back in time to the Amphibian Age, freshman Richard Baughman would be one of the few able to take it in stride. He leads a life very different from the ordinary mortal as he spends a large proportion of his daylight hours in water...