Word: skulls
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...normal babies, cranial sutures (the spaces between the bones that make up the skull) are wide at birth and gradually narrow over the years. By the end of childhood the sutures close. But when a stunted child is being treated for deprivation dwarfism-and grows rapidly as a result-the sutures tend to widen instead. Usually, this is an ominous sign of rising fluid pressure within the skull, perhaps from a brain tumor...
...beginning to overtake the fertile Wasp talent. Scarcely a single Wasp is a culture hero to today's youth; more likely he is the bad guy on the TV program, where names like Jones and Brown have replaced the Giovannis and O'Shaughnessys. The banker who made Skull and Bones is no model for undergraduates, writes Sociologist Nathan Glazer in FORTUNE. "Indeed, often the snobberies run the other way-the white Anglo-Saxon Protestant, generally from a small town or an older and duller suburb, is likely to envy the big-city and culturally sophisticated Jewish students...
...George Washington's, was captured in 1782, it was the Indian women who pelted him with live coals, jabbed him with burning poles and, after a warrior had torn off the prisoner's scalp with his teeth, poured a shovelful of live coals onto his exposed skull while he was still alive. Even so, says O'Meara, "beneath her streak of savagery the Indian woman frequently revealed a tenderness and compassion that touched even the casehardened trader." As for the mountain men, they all too often brought their Indian women liquor, prostitution and so much unhappiness that...
Image of the Century. The grotesque, inanely smiling figures in the present show are not much subtler. Woman of Action shows a vapid peroxide blonde, mouth agape and with a skull and crossbones on her belt. "This is the American woman," says Miss Leaf. "She's trying so hard to contribute to American culture and doing such a lousy...
...this point, learning forward. Doc, he said, why are you afraid of me? I said, I'm afraid of you, John, because you're a mad scientist. Then our retinas locked and I slid down the tunnel of his eyes, and I could feel him walking around in my skull and we both began to laugh. And there it was, that dark moment of fear and distrust, which could have changed in a second to become hatred and terror. But we made the love connection. The flicker in the dark. Suddenly, the sun came out in the room...