Word: rat
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...page opinion, Judge Kiser took note of the school's traditions. V.M.I.'s freshman-class members -- the "rats" as they are called -- are hazed unmercifully, forced to live under Spartan conditions and confronted with demeaning physical demands. Kiser observed that the "rat line" creates a "bonding to their fellow sufferers and former tormentors." Any changes made in the rat line to accommodate women, he said, would thwart the college's mission...
...wasn't my will to be a rat. I was arrested after the FBI had wired my construction partner, this guy John Pastorella, for 18 months. I was in jail trying to make bail, and I believed I was going to be killed there, probably with the blacks carrying out the order. I got the word. And the next morning I called the FBI and told them to get me the hell out. I was scared to death. I was shakin'. I blame Scarfo. He's the guy who wanted to kill me. I'm 55 years...
...lived in the neighborhood of Ras Beirut, a place that was "both Christian and Muslim." One day she was out playing hopskotch with her friends when she heard the rat-tat-tat sound of machine gun fire. The game was over--Dina's mother yelled to her from her porch to come inside...
FLORIDA. The nation's second busiest death row is accommodating an unusual new arrival: a pepper-haired, bespectacled genius named George James Trepal, who fed rat poison to the family next door because he considered them bad neighbors. It seems that Trepal, a science buff and member of Mensa, a social club for the high IQed, grew tired of his neighbors' loud music and barking dogs. He left a death threat on the door, and when that didn't work he slipped into the Carr family kitchen and laced some thallium nitrite into a pack of 16-oz. Coca-Cola...
Honestly, almost no Currierite would now want to live in any other house, River or otherwise. Why would they? River houses are dirty, rat-infested, small, cramped, and just too old to admire after a month or two of watching chunks of plaster fall onto your lap from the ceiling everyday...