Word: pots
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...began with bacon, eggs, red-eye gravy, biscuits, grits, deer sausage, fried catfish, cornbread, buttermilk, waffles, French toast, hotcakes and heaps of fruit. In the afternoon the womenfolk gathered in the big kitchen to prepare scalloped oysters and smoked turkey, fried chicken and black-eyed peas (cooked 24 hours), pot roast and cracklin' bread. The men strolled outside with their cigars, their vests unbuttoned, and examined the flower beds, kicked the tires on the model T, or organized a game of "touch" with the youngsters. Later, firecrackers blazed in the night...
...spokesman for the Asian churches, put it neatly: "The Christian Gospel is a seed. If you sow it, you get a plant. The plant will bear the mark of both the seed and the soil. The trouble with the missionaries was that they brought Christianity to us as a potted plant. Now we are breaking the pot and putting the plant in our own soil...
...tasks, hurrying to simple workshops to make canvas shoes, coarse paper or cotton cloth, and to primitive blast furnaces to make pig iron out of low-grade local ore. Across the land, fires from the 2,000,000 tiny "backyard furnaces" lit the night sky. "Everything into the pot!" was the kanpu slogan. The communes put up their own money to buy equipment for new mines, factories, furnaces. Foreign visitors saw cotton gins made of boxes and old boards, textile machinery with wooden parts. In Sinkiang, when they ran out of steel for a pipeline, it was finished with bamboo...
...Times, which often runs to 600 pages and tips the scales at 6 Ibs. In the massive Sunday barrage of newsprint, there is something for almost everyone: reprises of old murders, comics, crossword puzzles, fiction, verse, quotations from Scripture, galleries of young ladies recently betrothed, advice on how to pot begonias-and a little bit of news...
...Oasis (1949), the least-known of her novels, took some pot-shots at Manhattan's leftist intellectuals, with whom she had broken in the late '30s as one of the renegade editors of the Partisan Review. The Groves of Academe, in 1952, renewed her public fame and represented the familiar, unillusioned satirist at her best, with its caricature of a progressive college (Miss McCarthy had taught at Bard and Sarah Lawrence). As with her last novel, A Charmed Life, readers tried to match the characters with real people in the McCarthy coterie--and not always without success...