Word: pilings
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Rather, with the end of the world somewhere in mind, we should avoid doing absurd things just because we hope that they will be "remembered by mankind." Mankind will not be in a position to remember anything. We should not slave all our lives at dull jobs just to pile up enough cash so "our children will have everything...
...place is Stockton, Calif., a city filled with a litter of lost people, most of whom pile on urine-smelling buses each morning and head for the onion, peach or walnut fields for a killing day on skinny wages. Gardner's three characters are grafted to this landscape. An aging (29) lightweight, lush and former local contender, Billy Tully grieves over his split with his wife, who occupies his flophouse dreams and gives him a convenient excuse for not fighting. Then one day, finding himself in a Y.M.C.A. gym, he meets Ernie Munger, an 18-year-old would...
...insist and insist again, by Vague Generalities. We abhor V.G.'s, we skim to decide what kind of C to give from the first V.G. we encounter; and as they pile up, we decide: C-, (Harvard being Harvard, one does not give D's. Consider C-a failure.) Why? Not because they are a sign the student doesn't know the material, or hasn't thought carefully or any of that folly. They simply make tedious reading. "Locke is a transitional figure." "The whole thing boils down to human rights." Now I ask you, I have 92 bluebooks to read...
Artful Equivocations are even worse; lynx-eyed sly little rascals that we are, we see right through them. (Up to Exam No. 40. Then our lynx eyelids droop, and grading habits relax. Try to get on the bottom of the pile.) Again it is not that A.E.'s are vicious or ludicrous as such; but in quantity they become sheer madness. Or induce it. "The 20th Century has never recovered from the effects of Marx or Froud." (V.G.); "but whether this a good thing or a bad thing is difficult to say." (A.E.) Now one might be droll enough...
Behind the wooden stage, helicopters leaped like grasshoppers into the peach-colored haze of dusk. Beside the phalanxes of electronic equipment a sign warned: DO NOT APPROACH THE SPEAKER BANKS TOO CLOSELY WITHOUT PROTECTIVE EAR MUFFS. All around stretched an undulating, thick-pile carpet of humanity. Three of the Beatles were there, and three of the Rolling Stones, and celebrities like Actress Jane Fonda and her husband, Film Director Roger Vadim. So were bedraggled pilgrims from Sweden, Holland, Australia, the U.S. and every corner of Britain, many of whom had hitchhiked for days to get there with bedrolls and rucksacks...