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...wheel. "All right, you folks, I want those two seats," the facsimile driver will say. "Y'all better make it light on yourselves and let me have those two seats." In the middle of the bus, a plaster of Paris simulacrum of Rosa Parks will just sit there, a mute symbol of the incident that sparked the epic Montgomery bus boycott. "Look, woman, I told you I wanted the seat!" the mock voice of the bus driver will continue. "Are you going to stand up?" The plaster statue of Parks will remain motionless...
Woodrow Wirsig shudders to recall his wife Jane's gradual 10-year decline from Alzheimer's disease. At the low point, she was mute and immobile. But then in 1987, as part of an experimental program, she was put on the drug tacrine. "Within weeks," says Wirsig, of Palm City, Fla., "she could walk and talk and recognize me from 90 ft." Such stories have given tacrine a reputation as a Lazarus drug, the one medication that could recall to life loved ones who are losing control of their minds and bodies...
...especially hard to solve a mystery if all the people who actually know the truth are either accomplished liars, adamantly mute, or already dead. Such a conundrum is facing investigators who are still trying to unravel the Iran- contra scandal and other baroque plots that American officials may have hatched in the Middle East over the past decade. Last week, as yet more charges came to light, there was no shortage of fingerprints, plot twists or stool pigeons. But there was a desperate shortage of certainty, perhaps because when truth is stranger than fiction, the two are harder to separate...
...that herald the new day but the wailing of hungry babies. Rarely do desperate parents have anything to silence the cries. Says Sultana Razia, rocking her infant girl: "I have only water to feed my child." The howling dies down, more often than not, when the babies simply fall mute from exhaustion...
Every artist needs some source of inspiration. Max Ernst, the lyric German subversive who was born 100 years ago, had one that carried him through most of his life. He hated his father, a pious Catholic art teacher who worked in a school for deaf and mute children in a small forest town south of Cologne. Indeed, Ernst wanted to kill Papa and what he thought he represented: the authority of age, religion, the state and the image...