Word: skunks
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...mixes the familiar-domestic animals, the aroma of a country afternoon, the benison of a homecoming-with the stuff of legend-myth-haunted Gaelic songs, the discovery of a 1,000-year-old man buried in peat. For Heaney, objects always cast a long shadow: the observation of a skunk, of all animals, brings on a longing for his absent wife: "Your head-down, tail-up hunt in a bottom drawer/ For the black plunge-line nightdress...
...same lesson needs to be learned by the U.S.S.R. The difference between the two countries, however, is that the Soviets do not care about using power humanely but prefer to exercise their strength through brutality. We are caught in a situation akin to the proverbial contest with the skunk. Both of us get covered by the wretched smell, but the skunk does not care. He thinks that is a powerful nation's natural odor...
Spies in the Skies. Since the early 1970s, the Pentagon's chief electronic Peeping Toms have been a series of satellites conceived at Lockheed's famed "skunk works," including the Big Birds. The twelve-ton observatories usually travel in polar orbits so they can cover every spot on earth once every 48 hr. in daylight. Big Bird sends back TV images and provides high-resolution photographs, which are ejected in parachute-equipped canisters that can be hooked in mid-air by recovery planes. Both the U.S. and the Soviet Union have satellites that can scan the earth with...
...movie critics pick their dog or skunk of the week. Repertory cinemas devote seasons to World's Worst Movie festivals, based on a hot-selling book called The Golden Turkey Awards...
...arteries of the body politic. Kids made love in their cars and made love to them, in spite of a few dark heretics like Social Critic John Keats (The Insolent Chariots), who warned that someone was about to shoot the beast, and Robert Lowell, who, in the poem "Skunk Hour," tied cars to the sickness of the nation. On the whole, in the late '50s the U.S. would sooner have driven a 1957 Chevy than ridden in the chariot of the Lord. What happened since then...