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LIKE HOPE AND CRABGRASS, Richard Nixon springs eternal. Ever since the Great Fall in 1974, no matter how you tried to weed the fellow out, he was always there, always flashing the nervous smile from under the properly crinkled ski-jump nose, forever sweating in the midst of an air-conditioned world. And always reminding you that he ran your life for five eminently regrettable years. Still, until recently, there was always an element of "fun" in the game--every time Dick popped out from under his California rock, you could, hoe him right back under again with...
Miss Garrity's objective in writing the book, beyond the money in it (85,000 copies sold), was to persuade women no prettier than herself ("I have heavy thighs, lumpy hips, protruding teeth, a ski-jump nose, poor posture, flat feet, and uneven ears") that being unattractive is no obstacle in the sex game. Her rules for playing it are inventive, to say the least. Among other things, she invites her readers to fantasize "being ravished by a tiger," to keep a sex diary ("briefly rate your sexual response as superb, good, indifferent or lousy"), and to "train like...
Radical or Liar? By far, his most effective performance came before 3,000 Wisconsin State University students in Stevens Point. In snow-bunny country, he japed about his own ski-jump nose, then turned serious for a continent-by-continent review of U.S. policy. On Viet Nam, Nixon nimbly sidestepped the thorny question of what should be done about the problem now, and simply insisted: "We must prevent confrontations like that in Viet Nam. We must help people in the free world fight against aggression, but not do their fighting for them...
Girl with Green Eyes. She looks, at a glance, like somebody's stenographer. Ski-jump nose, ratty hair, teeth a bit askew. But a fuller inspection finds something special in the face, a radiance. The eyes have it. They are large, the eyes of a night animal. They shine in a night of their own like stars in a dark pool...
Rhinoceritis, implies lonesco, is the most communicable disease of the 20th century: under the pressures of mass-think, man loses his individuality and is driven to joining the bestial herd. Many characters protest the change, but relentlessly their skins thicken and wrinkle, their voices become grunts, and great ski-jump tusks appear on their faces. "We must resist rhinocerization at any cost," cry the seemingly unafflicted, but already they start, rhino-like, to munch odd bits of paper, ivy leaves, potted plants...