Word: sam
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...Sam Harrod, Circuit Judge...
...sides sought to reap political advantage from the assassination. South African officials charged that SWAPO had killed the black leader as part of an assassination campaign, and alluded to a "captured document" that purportedly included plans to kill opposition black leaders in Namibia. In Zambia last week, SWAPO Leader Sam Nujoma, who at one time studied English under Kapuuo, denied that his organization had had anything to do with the killing. The murder, he suggested, might well have been the work of South African provocateurs...
...Never Even Call Me By My Name"), rocking mockers ("Up Against The Wall, Redneck Mother"), chomping satires ("My Whole World Lies Waiting Behind Door Number Three"), love-into-lust songs ("Why Don't We Get Drunk and Screw"), and bitter-enders much bleaker than the usual tears-in-beers ("Sam Stone: There's A Hole in Daddy's Arm Where All the Money Goes"). The sound was a lot cleaner than the Nashville over-productions in the early '70s, but the revolution, the genre-busting, was in the lyrics...
...clean-cut, self-serious American adviser named Pyle who was bent on saving the Vietnamese for Democracy--by strategically wiping them out--and took as his bible the cold-warring treatises of an Ivy League academic named York Harding (Walt Rostow? Probably; it was too early for Sam Huntington.) Next to Pyle, the weary aloofness of the British journalist, Fowler, seemed almost noble. And next to what we know came of all that idealistic American sabre-rattling, Fowler's final decision to help the Viet Minh murder Pyle appears nothing less than heroic...
...each other, dramatizing it with numerous domestic scenes and intimate exchanges in bed. But for all the love that Castle assures us has passed between them over the years, there remains something of the removed foreign observer in Castle's attitude toward his black wife, Sarah, and her son, Sam. Describing a touching caress after a long day at the office, Greene writes: "He felt the black contours of her face as a man might who has picked out one piece of achieved sculpture from all the hack carvings littering the steps of a hotel for white tourists..." And when...