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...cynic you. You pulverized potato, you spineless spinach, you mustachioed pistachio, who do you think you are? What gives you the right, let me see your papers, who gave you permission, where is your petition, you have no commission, I bet I know your mission. It's an ill wind brings you into town, and now with your new gown I guess it's legal...

Author: By Stephen D. Lerner, | Title: 1968 Descends Upon My Head | 7/1/1968 | See Source »

...cynic you. You pulverized potato, you spineless spinach, you mustachioed pistachio, who do you think you are? What gives you the right, let me see your papers, who gave you permission, where is your petition, you have no commission, I bet I know your mission. It's an ill wind brings you into town, and now with your new gown I guess it's legal...

Author: By Stephen D. Lerner, | Title: 1968 Descends Upon My Head | 6/12/1968 | See Source »

...outnumber the scrawny Tswana cattle on which its 576,000 people depend for a living; in the fifth year of drought, both cattle and men are facing starvation. As if that were not enough, black Botswana (only 4,000 of its inhabitants are white) is locked like a parched pistachio in the nutcracker of white South Africa and Rhodesia...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Africa: Two New Nations | 10/7/1966 | See Source »

Afghanistan today is known mainly for its hounds, carpets and pistachio nuts. Its rugged, ruin-strewn terrain is still strategically important, the geopolitical crossroads between China, Russia, India and Iran. But centuries ago it was a well-traveled highway. Remarked Hsüan-tsang, a 7th century Chinese Bud dhist pilgrim, of this 800-mile bridge between the East and West: "Here are found objects of merchandise from all parts...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Exhibitions: The Meeting of East & West | 2/18/1966 | See Source »

...Wilson Howard was a natty little man with a predilection for splendid dress-fresh boutonnieres every day, violently checked pistachio shirts and bow ties of the same stuff. His taste for work was just as pronounced. "I'm not a candidate for the funeral director yet," he said in 1960, putting aside his last active title with the Scripps-Howard newspaper chain and taking the relatively inactive post of chairman of the executive committee. But he continued to go down to the office every day just the same. There, one afternoon last week, in his 81st year, a heart...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Press: Working Journalist | 11/27/1964 | See Source »

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