Word: obiter
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...Indians tried to reclaim Manhattan from Mayor Beame, who was only too eager to give it back, and in another, after wincing at the mistakes in a lately deceased friend's obituary, imagined how his own would be botched: "LAKEVILLE, CONN.-Robert Yoakum, syndicated columnist and ... first ad obit Yoakum here today at the age of two or three days in the refrigerator before stuffing the bird. It's a 'surefire' recipe for holiday pleasure...
...might think that Action Line reporters who spend their days sifting through the dust heap of human woe become as cynical and hard-bitten as their colleagues on, say, the police beat or the obit desk. Not at all. "I take every letter personally," sighs Manhattan's Fidler. "I can't go to lunch, I can't go home, I can't sleep until I've solved it." Nashville's Appleton has a fat file marked BIG K (for kooks) groaning with the barely legible, highly paranoid ramblings of the city's loneliest...
...quick to disavow terrorism, they also charge that the government is overreacting-particularly against students-in an atmosphere of hysteria. "Oh God!" cried one Berlin student after learning of the Schleyer kidnaping. "One step closer to a fascist state." When a lampoon appeared at Gottingen University with a "non-obit" for Schleyer, tastelessly referring to his limited options of a "shabby life" or a "shabby death," police staged a three-hour search of the student-government building, its printing offices and two apartments. They seized 33 copies of the pamphlet, and the university rector was ordered by the state education...
...soul more habitable. O'Neill explored the idea most thoroughly in The Iceman Cometh, which he wrote in 1939. Two years later, he stated it with a succinct force in Hughie, a one-act play that he planned as part of a series called "By Way of Obit...
...lesser item, Variety Obit, is a kind of songs-and-patter snapshot history of the U.S. from the Puritans to the present as recorded by a vaudeville clan. While the music by Mel Marvin is pleasant and the lyrics by Bob Satuloff are plaintively evocative, the retrospective vision does not cohere...