Word: ratting
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...seems to have bred a kind of giant carnivorous rat that will eat all the live stock Down Under, unless 007 can foil her. Will he succeed? If Pearson's first reincarnation does, the answer will surely come in good time...
...Band radios that link them rig-to-rig as they roll along. Last week those radios crackled with calls to revolt by parking tractor-trailers across turnpikes and barricading traffic. After the first major jam was organized Monday by a driver (known to other truckers as River Rat) on a stretch of Interstate 80 near Blakeslee, Pa., the stoppages spread into Arkansas, Connecticut, Delaware, Florida, Indiana, New Jersey, New York and Ohio. One of the worst blockades, staged by 350 trucks, backed up traffic as much as twelve miles on roads leading to the Delaware Memorial Bridge in the Philadelphia...
...series of long tirades from many sides concerning the evils of the commercialization of Christmas. Because of new state and federal regulations ornaments that use energy will be making fewer and shorter appearances this year. Though it may not be voluntary, 1973 will see a waning of suburbia's rat race to keep up with the myriad decorations the Joneses have. If nothing else, this season will be punctuated by a lack of conspicuous celebrating; perhaps a disguised call for the resurrection of that ever-elusive 'Christmas spirit...
...nature, there is hardly a more impressive athlete than the tiny flea. The pesky wingless insects are not only able to jump distances of more than 100 times their body length, but they also make the jumps repeatedly, apparently without tiring. The Oriental rat flea, for instance, can hop steadily for three straight days 600 times an hour. Now a group of researchers, led by British Entomologist Miriam Rothschild (of the banking family), believes that it has uncovered the secret of the flea's remarkable prowess...
...Tiki, Capri, Ritz, Rivera, Bali Hai, Lodi. Still the ever more poignant essence remained, barely visible to this feeble romantic shell, his timbers charred by the explosion of the last decade and more recently ravaged by the imperative of honesty unleashed by the uncloaking of lies, the blind rat revealed for what he is. The rosy hue of the boy's lens was neither dark enough to have borne watching directly the solar flare during the last eclipses not clear enough to have seen anything very well. The surviving sentiment plays a tinkly tune on the gaudy chandeliers...