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Word: numb (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1970-1979
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...Show. I spent four weeks looking forward to seeing it, one hour being jostled by opening-nighters and plainclothes policemen waiting for it to begin, one hour of the first act chuckling quietly to myself, the remaining 45 minutes of the first act attempting to revive my two completely numb legs, and the second act in 33 Dunster St. I chickened out. I spent much of that restless night dreaming the post-mortem dream reprinted above. Now, three days later, I offer no excuses except the following good ones: 1) My legs, as I have already pointed out, had fallen...

Author: By Richard S. Weisman, | Title: The 130th Clone | 2/25/1978 | See Source »

...numb to understand that...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: It's Denver and Dallas | 1/16/1978 | See Source »

...land. It is all the white man has left them. They wear white man's clothes, speak the white man's language, as well as their own, indulge in his pleasures, suffer from his problems, and learn from it all. The pain of time's cultural incarceration has grown numb; undaunted, they are happy, and they are building...

Author: By David Dalquist, | Title: The Forgotten Americans | 11/2/1977 | See Source »

...violence. In Bedford-Stuyvesant, for example, the situation gradually came under control as enough police arrived to station four or five cops on every corner of the most troubled area, while other cops prowled in marked and unmarked cars. One worn-out sergeant told me: 'My ass is numb and my shoulders are scrunched from riding with five other men in a Pontiac Tempest." But it worked. As tensions eased, the police avoided making arrests as much as possible to help cool things...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: THE BLACKOUT: NIGHT OF TERROR | 7/25/1977 | See Source »

Elizabeth Griffith, 84, a black woman, was beaten in her New York City apartment by two black teenagers. "I didn't feel the blows because I was so numb from the choking," she recalled. "The big one hollered, 'Hit her!' and the little one would come over and hit me again. And I looked at the little one and said, 'Shame on you.' I saw death and I was dead, and I started to call the Lord. I was thinking to myself, 'What a nightmare, oh, what a nightmare!' " A nightmare shared by innumerable others who cannot count...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: THE YOUTH CRIME PLAGUE | 7/11/1977 | See Source »

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