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Plainly, I am not "a sports enthusiast." And it is fortunate that Harvard affords sanctuary for that small band, including myself, which does not shriek, moan, gibber, or drool at the actions of local athletes. (I would like to make it plain that my group is not "intellectual," and that its scholastic average is only slightly above the average. My friends and I enjoy moving-pictures, ice-cream, comic-strips, and in most other respects are Typically American...
...second thought, maybe the old-paper drive is just the place for Harvard examination papers. That is, to judge by the quality of the writing. The sort of English that characterizes most examinations ought to make even the most hard-bitten English A instructors shriek with shame. The time pressure inherent in the examination system causes a good bit of the poor writing, but at least some of it is due to carelessness. Authors of flagrant examples of careless writing--grotesque grammar, bizarre vocabulary, murky syntax-- should be reported without compunction to the Faculty Committee on the Use of English...
...alarm box for ladies in distress which fits pocket or purse was advertised by a New York department store: "Though we hope you'll never have to use it, if you should sense, danger, simply flick a little button and the Beau Alarm releases a shrill, penetrating siren shriek that positively cannot be stopped until it runs down and that can be heard for blocks around...
...alive") has allowed his pipe dreams only a soupcon of surrealist-Freudian flavor. The surreal touch is applied to several scenes with absolute poetic Tightness: by retarding to slow motion Beauty's terror-struck sprint through the Beast's castle, Cocteau conveys every decibel of the shriek she cannot release. There is also plenty of surreal wit: the Beast's eyes, ears, nose and fingernails fume when the fires of lust blaze up in him; and Beauty's tears turn to diamonds on her cheeks...
Suddenly, three yards away from me, a guard collapsed with a shriek, hugging his face, which had been sliced open with a pocketknife. Two other guards jumped at the knifer, knocked him to the ground, rammed the butts of their rifles at his mouth and jaw long after he was senseless...