Word: retreated
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...they walk past the Dunkin' Donuts on the corner of Rte 1 and Railroad Ave. Their leader tries to shout orders back down the line--"When we start to fight, one honk and a green flag means hit the fence, two honks and a red flag means retreat," he explains. "Pass it back." They head for the west side of the plant, and approach decided on after hours of agonizing parley. Those that the western majority couldn't convince are at this moment marching to the south, toward the marsh that lies across the once-again-rebuilt bridge. For some...
Domestic landmarks dot this battlefield: a cop pulls a protester from the treehouse he had climbed into; a trooper stands guard duty in front of an above-the-ground swimming pool; two men sit in lawn chairs sipping Michelob until the tear gas gets too thick and they retreat to their glassed-in-porch. After the first rush, there seems little hope of gaining the site, but scattered charges at the fence continue. As fast as the grappling hooks are attached, troopers with bolt cutters cut them off the fence, often sending those on the other end reeling backwards, losers...
...from being a retreat from '60s activism, this turning inward was a necessary examination of the nature and position of the self in modern society. The new self is now returning to a more firmly grounded social activism, or so Ferguson sees it. True, there is no national movement and little shared approach, but that is part of the old "political paradigm" of mass action and confrontation...
...decreeing them typical and elevating their itches into a national problem. What must be done to provide sauce for these ganders? Hefner has built a sybaritic, self-enclosed world, described by Talese with popeyed wonder. The author found another answer in the "permissive paradise" of Sandstone, a 15-acre retreat near Los Angeles that flourished in the '70s on a diet of communal nudity and sex. The Sandstone philosophy was not, Talese insists, a clever license for men but a liberation for both sexes: "A sexually adventurous woman could experience, if her mind were willing, her body...
...attack hastened the militia's retreat; others, though, turned around and fought. One old man knelt by his shot-filled tricorner hat and fired ineffectually at the British until he was stabbed through the heart. Another, Jonathan Harrington, was mortally wounded but managed to crawl across the common to his doorstep before dying in the arms of his wife...