Word: shouting
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...ballet, the event of the evening was the shout "Freedom to Viet Nam!" from a woman in the sixth balcony. She was the wife of a Moscow correspondent for the pro-Communist Italian newspaper Paese Sera; she was questioned by police but not arrested. It was the Russian equivalent of the girl who pulled an antiwar sign out of her cleavage in the East Room of the White House. But it was just a fleeting incident, dwarfed by the beauty of the ballet and the approach of the final hours of a summit, the full meaning of which was still...
...remember how he would come home after work. He would be tired and have a hungry gut. He would complain that Mom was not feeding my younger brother or him or me. Mom would shout. Dad would swear, and my younger brother would cry. Mom and Dad threw things at each other. I could hear them even though I was in the bedroom and my pillow was over my ears. I tried to think about pretty Donna Reed while Dad shouted and swore...
...songs--notably "Fanette" and the finale "If We Only Have Love"--are trite and slurpy. The cast was good enough to overwhelm Brel's lack of ideas with its own fire but Blau and Shuman's unfortunate use of the English language is sometimes jarring. (Rochman is obliged to shout that he wants to be "cute, cute, cute, in a stupid...
...them boarded the ferryboat Invicta at Dover and sailed across the English Channel to Calais to demonstrate against Britain's entry into the Common Market. The police were sanguine when the demonstrators unfurled banners reading "L'Entente Cordiale mais pas un mariage." But when they began to shout "Down with Pompidou!" French flics rushed aboard the ferry, tossed the banners overboard and reportedly roughed up some of the passengers...
...mass communion, a rising sense of excitement that she imagines parallels what one feels at a revival meeting. She doesn't get up and cry "Right On!" (which she suspects is already passé) like the girl down front, she doesn't hop up and shout "Yes, sister, yes!" But she feels this powerful thing happening, this sweeping, surging, gathering-up-momentum feeling of intense camaraderie, solidarity movement. Action. Yes, sister, yes. All of which is pretty damned strange-she has never been much of a one for sisterly activities, and she largely disagrees with what it seems...