Word: plain
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...bends, a $2 billion complex of oil refineries and chemical plants erupts on the landscape. Soon the inland-bound passenger spies in the distance what appears to be a skyscraper, then several skyscrapers, then a full metropolitan skyline. It might be a mirage shimmering on the hot and steamy plain -but no, it is Houston, a booming metropolis set in the middle of nowhere...
...down from the Midwest collides with the humid turbulence that boils up from the Gulf, creating a climate that, according to a widely traveled visitor, closely resembles that of Calcutta. From May through October last year, the thermometer reached or topped 90° on 109 days. On the flat plain, water from heavy rainfall stagnates in puddles and drainage ditches, adding to the steamy humidity and providing an abundance of breeding places for a perennial plague of mosquitoes. For putting up with Houston's weather, the British consular service pays its personnel stationed there a special hardship allowance...
Speaking in the Senate caucus room, Senator Edward M. Kennedy '54 concentrated on his life as a just plain freshman Senator. The Senator argued that his unique relationship with the Administration causes no problems for him. He reiterated the campaign statement, "We have different jobs and different responsibilities...
...Fires on the Plain (1957), which has been made into a grim movie recently released in the U.S., Author Shohei Ooka attempted a serious study of the fanaticism of the Japanese soldier. Its hero Tamura kills senselessly in the last months of the war in the Philippines. But the more revulsion he feels, the more fanatical he becomes. "All voluntary actions were forbidden to me," he reasons. "I, who had voluntarily robbed a human life of the compulsion whereby it lives, had condemned myself to an existence based entirely on compulsion-the compulsion of moving ineluctably toward my own death...
...general confusion in the mind have made it impossible to write novels in the manner of Anthony Trollope. Sybille Bedford does just that. She is not an existentialist desperado; she does not go into psychological swivets; she has no new material for Dr. Kinsey. She just tells a plain tale with an old-fashioned Trollopean sense of the importance of what people wear, the houses they occupy, the jobs and property they get and lose, and the inherent drama of the tables of consanguinity. To this concern she adds a truly female tongue for the arts of conversation...