Word: oddness
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Indeed, Carter has been slow to use the Iran situation as a way to mobilize the country for his energy programs. But last week he was considering the imposition of a broad series of compulsory conservation measures, ranging from odd-even rationing to no-driving days to increased gasoline taxes...
...tend to be regarded as state monuments. Dominique is 6 ft. 7 in. tall. He can hang in the air like a bat and do things with a basketball that Dr. James Naismith, who invented the game, never contemplated. Like slam it through the basket from all sorts of odd angles, with such style that by the time he was a high school junior, sportswriters were already calling him "Dr. Dunk." Led by Dominique, the Washington High School Pam Pack won back-to-back state Triple-A league championships and built up a 56-game winning streak, then the longest...
Pressler has brought along an inventor named Alexander Hamilton and his homemade "gasohol" still, an odd assemblage of galvanized buckets and tubs and funnels. Hamilton (no kin to the patriot) is a pleasant man with wire-rimmed glasses, mutton-chop whiskers, and the dirty fingernails of a chronic tinkerer. As Pressler watches proudly, Hamilton pours fermented corn mash into his contraption, plugs in an electric cord, and begins adjusting valves. A tiny stream of alcohol squirts into a plastic bucket. The odor of the alcohol mingles in the room with the disquieting scent of dementia...
Delivered as straight monologue, Sheen's message was an odd period mix of common sense and Christian ethics. "America is suffering from tolerance," he would proclaim, "tolerance of right and wrong, truth and error, Christ and chaos." Or, "Freedom is the right to do what you ought to do." He did not hesitate to take on the likes of Darwin, Marx and Satan, not to mention Sigmund Freud. He once parodied the prayer of a modern Pharisee: "I thank thee, O Lord, that my Freudian adviser has told me that there is no such thing as guilt...
More evident than a common grasp of Marxism was the common practice of homosexuality, at least as far as Burgess, Maclean and Blunt were concerned. Here again Philby was different, being an ardent womanizer, though, it would seem, odd in his ways. His third wife, an American lady acquired in Beirut, in her excellent little book The Spy I Loved, describes how he wooed her, which involved sending her a whole series of loving messages written on tiny pieces of tissue paper, with instructions to burn them when read and carefully scatter the ash, or, if that should be inconvenient...