Word: share
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...have brought some distinctive flavors to the American banquet: the thumping Tex-Mex music of the Southwest borderlands; the salsa dancers of urban discos; the splashy colors of wall murals in Latin communities across the U.S. Equally distinctive are a number of attitudes that many, if not most, latinos share...
...betrayal. Now there is a growing awareness of voting power, that the voting booth is the place to get things done." Coupled with that attitude is a developing feeling that perhaps the U.S. is, after all, the Promised Land-a feeling that 132 other Cubans were allowed to share recently, when the Castro regime, in a small bid to thaw chilly relations with the U.S., gave them permission to emigrate...
...Hispanics replaced blacks as the largest minority in Los Angeles. They are now overhauling whites, whose share of the city population has declined from 80.9% in 1950 to a projected 44.4% in 1980. Rapid demographic swings have brought racial edginess back to Los Angeles, where the Watts ghetto riots of 1965 are still remembered with fear. Says retired Los Angeles Police Captain Rudy de Leon: "There is more outward prejudice now against Mexican people than there has ever been." Los Angeles Times Publisher Otis Chandler did not help when he noted in an interview that his paper did not court...
...little deaf in one ear, see, so when Coach Blackman starts talking about the Restic "Multisex" offense, I start giggling, you know, sort of quiet like. And then coach Blackman, he says, 'OK, Elmer, what's the joke? If it's so funny, why don't you share it WITH THE WHOLE TEAM?' So I go, 'Heh, heh, the multisex, what does that mean--some of the the guys wear PANTIES on the field or something?' And then everybody starts laughing, and I guess I was laughing too--yeah, I was laughing--except they were sort of laughing...
Four faceless London clerks, nearly invisible even to their employers, share an office. So vague is their work that even they are not sure exactly what it is they do. Only one thing is certain: they are about to retire, a prelude to dispiriting old age. Barbara Pym, in her first novel in 16 years, indelibly sketches this Quartet in Autumn, whose lives, spent in bedsitting rooms or empty homes, are marked with small regrets and smaller pleasures...