Word: pots
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Like Saroyan's Armenians, Anderson's people are one of the few lingering groups of exotics still maintaining cultural autonomy before the melting pot gets them -the small-town Negroes of the South. Anderson himself was a Southern Negro, but not until he was 14. Born in Panama of Jamaican parents, he went to school in Kingston before going to Oxford, N.C., where he lived until he was drafted into the Army in 1943. A master sergeant at war's end, Anderson took the G.I. bill through North Carolina College ('47), went on to study...
...comes whooping and whipping out of the starting gate, a pale-faced kid who fights for the lead right at the start so that no challenger will spoil his view of the pot of gold waiting at the finish line. His body high and forward, weight over the horse's withers, boots in two of the shortest stirrups in racing, he is a jockey in a hurry. He is strong enough to ride all afternoon, and he applies the measure of cold cash, not sentiment, to his work. Shrugs Jockey Bob Ussery (rhymes with fussery): "If I ride...
While the woman got the pot boiling, the men set to work dismembering the body. In the feast that followed, the four managed to devour all of the deceased save the head and one leg, which they put aside for the next meal. It proved a mistake. A young boy found the head, ran horrified to tell his parents, and the police were called. Uganda, whites and blacks alike, was shocked: the ceremonial eating of a bit of human flesh is still not uncommon in Uganda, but wholesale cannibalism as such is unheard...
...explain himself, Adenauer faced the party's 270-man parliamentary delegation and unconsciously revealed part of his hand by suddenly launching into a diatribe against Erhard. Said Adenauer: "Herr Erhard . . . does not have sufficient experience in foreign policy matters. If you give a man a few brushes, a pot of paint and an easel, this does not make him an artist...
Within minutes after the news was broadcast, the prostitutes, pimps, pickpockets and pot peddlers who were to be the raid's targets started clearing out of the area. When the police arrived at midnight, the dock country was as quiet as a park after a Sunday-school picnic. Rummaging through one hotel, cops found a sailor bedded down with a woman, but she claimed she was a bride, and had a marriage license to prove it. Desperate for dirt, the raiders were reduced to little more than issuing a summons for an uncovered garbage...