Word: outletting
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...THIS, to a landscape which spoke of violence, to a place where the very earth seemed insane, came people grown bitter in their disappointments who themselves bore an aura of insanity. There was nothing here to take the place of lost dreams, no outlet for frustrated energy. In fact, the savagery of the place would seem an encouragement to madness. It would not be difficult to imagine the crowds of disappointed, realizing their own sameness and faced with flaming hillsides and flooding canyons, leaping like lemmings into...
...movie based on a book by Michael Crichton '65--Harvard's second-most-successful pulp author--concerning, fittingly enough, a slick young Harvard entrepreneur who pays his club dues by engaging in Cambridge drug traffic. ("Financing Higher Education through Student Enterprise," as they say.) Sack Theatres, the Boston outlet for this creation, decided that a real-life Harvard tie-in would be just the thing, so they wrote to the President offering to make the premier a Harvard benefit. But the idea of the University affiliating itself with a business venture concerning drugs at Harvard was a flop...
...danger of harrassment from pharmaceutical companies. "They might think we aren't a reliable outlet, and that we're storing the rubbers near hear, sticking holes in them, or otherwise damaging them before sale," the official said...
Work indeed is something of an escape from those moments, and this may be one reason why Beverly drives herself so unremittingly in her career. For her, performing is not only a fulfillment of her aspirations to artistic excellence, not only an outlet for her avidly competitive desire to come out on top, but also a balm. Tito Capobianco has always been struck by the way she actually seems to yearn for the stage. Mama knows why. "When Beverly gets onstage," she says, "all her worries are behind...
...especially her last and most fleshless skeletons, now that there is the slender reed of her self-love to sustain the reader. Her last poems. "Daddy," "Edge," and "Words," are her best. English publishers found them so unbearably confessional that for a long time these last poems found no outlet. She did not intend these to be swansongs, but new flexings, higher bets for higher wins and losses. If they have a flaw, it is that they are honed to infinity; she had to stay there or return; on the way back she found fate a testy S.O.B...