Word: safes
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...bricklayer and he built the house we live in now--he and my grandfather. Building that house was a step up--but he had to work so hard. Nobody should have to work that hard. Money, Ed adds, can buy most anything and assures you that you will be safe. You know if you've got 25 cents in your pocket that you can give it to your kid--you don't have to give it to him, but at least you know it's there. When I used to ask my parents for money, they just didn't have...
...BAFFLING MOVIE, and not because it raises any interesting theological issues. It would be safe to say that the Almighty has never appeared in a very good film, although considering the talent involved in this one--direction by the intermittently brilliant Carl Reiner and a script by the dependably slick Larry Gelbart--Oh God! should have been an irreverent romp. What emerges is an overlong television sketch, a limp, unimaginative, and boring monument to middle-class tolerance; in short, a popular favorite that could set comedy back...
...Right-to-Life group may have become single-issue voters. So have I. I will never vote for anyone who has worked or voted to deprive poor women of their right to medically safe abortions...
...what kind of man runs this conglomerate? He is in the least a hopeless workaholic. He arrives at the office at 7:30 a.m., an hour before his staff, and usually stays until 6:30 p.m. Says a longtime Textron colleague: "It would be safe to say that he works seven days and seven nights a week. It's his hobby, his life; he thrives...
...been backed onto the stage unknowing, while the crowd roared. The obvious solution to this was the BBC, which sucks talent like bits of fluff into that big white building, where it's safe forever. But I had my tattered pride. In fact, my whole array of virtues was intact; only the man behind them was missing. I didn't really give a damn anymore whether I was English or American, but the U.S. was still the prairie of record, the place where the garbled soul of Chatworth could re-create itself. Or failing that, become famous...