Word: presenters
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...half its territory to the U.S. in 1848. There is also the bitter memory of American companies that exploited the country's cheap labor and abundant resources during the 31-year reign of Dictator Porfirio Diaz, whose excesses touched off the revolution that led to the creation of the present republic. Those episodes have fostered a reflexive suspicion about yanqui motives that lingers to this day. Says a State Department official: "Mexicans are so sensitized by the past that it colors any overture from the U.S. They tend to see in normal conflicts much more sinster aspects than are really...
...present seems dismal enough. Though U.P.I.'s 850 reporters clack out almost 8 million words and figures a day, they are unable to match the sheer ubiquity of A.P., with 1,401 journalists. As a result, when editors are forced to cut back on their wire budgets, many drop U.P.I. in favor of the more comprehensive coverage provided by A.P. Some 1,365 U.S. newspapers belong to A.P., while 1,115 subscribe to U.P.I...
...show is astutely structured to elicit some sympathy for Eva (Patti LuPone) and to present her as something of a scrappy feminist. It begins with her funeral and ends with her death. In flashback, she flees from her barren pampas birthplace to glamorous Buenos Aires, arriving as the amorous baggage of a cornball bari tone guitarist (Mark Syers). She soon acquires a sardonic shadow, a one-man Greek chorus in the anomalous figure of Che Guevara (Mandy Patinkin). Che dogs every step of Eva's checkered ascent through calculated boudoir encounters and forays into stage, films and radio...
...mieux, I sometimes do), bully for me; 'appen I don't, it up wi' me knees and nightie anyroad, and to't till I'm proper ploughed and seeded." This language has nothing to do with Lady Amherst, a 20th century gentlewoman; it is present only because it echoes the 18th century patois of The Sot- Weed Factor...
...chief virtue of the old epistolary novel was suspense; the tense was present, and the letter writers did not know what would happen once they put down their quills. Barth strips the form of any forward thrust. His interest is not in progress or advancement but in recapitulation. The letters are governed by a "Deeper Pattern"; the letter writers slowly merge in the conviction that they are living the first part of their lives for a second time or, as one writes, that "biography like history may re-enact itself as farce." Stasis reigns, history is not Viconian cycles...