Word: shouting
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...seen before. After marching most of the route, we came in sight of a great blur of light. All that we could see was the brightness attacking our eyes, and we were told that it was the White House. So those of us who were live people had to shout the name on the card around each of our necks. I felt very angry now. I yelled as loudly as I was able to, but inside, Richard Nixon was probably snoring...
...from the university that they needed and wanted. And now a group whose concerns they could not understand or accept came along with a style that they found incomprehensible and destructive. Their environment and their security were threatened by people who never seemed to listen, only to talk, and shout. Suddenly, the whole world had gone...
...glad that there would be no commercial leap-feeding here. Perhaps the most beautiful thing I have ever seen, however, was a sleeping porpoise, stout and rapturous, casefully undulating to the surface every hundred or so seconds for a long inspiration, eyes closed, a wry smile across his shout. As he ??tely traced his profound way up to the to of the sea and down to first deep shadows, rising, lowering, weaving the sea whole, the bubbles of his late exhalation filtering up and out of the water like a shatter of immediate stars, the still point of the turning...
...Moguls who dominated India for over 200 years. So delicate are relationships between the sects that marching slogans had to be approved before the procession started out. All of them were about as inoffensive as LONG LIVE MOTHER INDIA. Midway through the parade, however, a few marchers began to shout scurrilous slogans calling Moslems thieves. Soon stones, acid-filled light bulbs and Molotov cocktails began flying, though nobody is certain who started the barrage. A force of 600 policemen firing tear gas and then bullets were unable to keep the fighting from spreading...
...tidbits. "He told me he gets a letter every day from each of his three sons in Prague," one woman reported. Even the local children have taken to looking out for him on his quiet walks through Kurulu Park, behind his residence. "Sometimes when the children see me they shout, 'Dubcek, Dubcek!'" he mentioned recently. "But they don't bother...