Word: saneness
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...novel. Humboldt's Gift in 1976 More likely, it was simply has own realization that he, certainly as much as any other American now writing had the talent and breadth of vision to take stock, as he might say, in a big way. The creeps and crazies, the depressingly sane, the visionaries--Bellow has claimed them all as his province. So it should be no surprise that his latest novel. The Dean's December pushes back the borders a bit further, to include the hitherto unincluded. His new annexation is the "jungle"--America's urban centers and their massive waste...
...purpose pushing. Trite perhaps, for the troubles of the Salvadoran people might bear little or no similarity to those that plagued millions in Vietnam. But until we can hear their voices, telling us who is right and who is wrong in El Salvador, no other response seems quite as sane...
...slaughter 6 million baby pigs rather than let them grow to full size. The son of Calvin Coolidge's Agriculture Secretary, an eminent plant geneticist and an idealist with presidential aspirations, Wallace was as appalled as anyone by the butchery. It reflected not the ideals of "any sane society," he complained, but an emergency caused by "the almost insane lack of world statesmanship" in stabilizing food prices...
...Joan of Arc. Even before the Royal Shakespeare Company's epic production of Nicholas Nickleby opened at the Plymouth Theater on Oct. 4 for a three-month run, the voices of Mammon and Cassandra could be heard muttering their dire prophecies along Shubert Alley. Mammon said that no sane person would pay the unprecedented price of $100 a ticket. Cassandra moaned that 8½ hours in a seated position, with only a one-hour dinner break, was a spartan rigor that no human frame could endure. (Agreed Socialite C.Z. Guest: "The only way I could sit still for that...
...been killed and his wife is dying. Her final moments permanently change Levi's life: "He understood everything now. He looked past the chimneys at the dull sun. It was at its midway point. Noon. Poland's winter. 1944. He was to remember it as his last sane moment...