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...Socialist Workers Party, which is the oldest Trotskyist organization in the United States; and one from Progressive Labor, which took over SDS a few years back and which used to be Maoist but has now decided that Mao is a tool of the bosses--bumped into each other, smack in the middle of Bay State Road where there were no cars to duck behind...
...former adman, he avoided any run-it-up-the-flagpole chatter. Still, he introduced some collector's items: "Zero-defect system," for perfection; "containment" for the withholding of information. Throughout the hearings, where precision would help, a file of worn metaphors and similes appears. Usually the phrases smack of the military or sports-two arenas notable for their threadbare lexicons. Porter thought of himself as "a team player," Dean as a soldier who had "earned my stripes." Ehrlichman considered himself proficient at "downfield blocking." J. Edgar Hoover was "a loyal trooper." Mitchell football-coached, "When the going gets tough...
Here is a movie that hymns the joys of a woman's subjugation to a man. As the standoffish wife of a rich rancher (George Hamilton), Catherine Crocker (Sarah Miles) runs away from home one day smack into a train robbery. The desperadoes, making off with the loot, take a fancy to Catherine's horse. Since Catherine refuses to dismount, she too is borne off into the wilderness...
...they can give him, and he could get the same amount of that from another company." Record companies have always had to procure for their stars, says a music publicist. "It used to be broads for the top singers in the forties and fifties. Now it's coke, smack, grass or whatever...
...anti-tank posts of corroding concrete, up in a pillbox covered with netting and sod, halfway up the cliff, young Dr. Bleagh and his nurse Ivy are relaxing after a difficult lobotomy. His scrubbed and routinized fingers dart beneath her suspender straps, pull outward, release in a sudden great smack and ho-ho-ho from Bleagh as she jumps and laughs too, trying not too hard to squirm away. They lie on a bed of faded old nautical charts, maintenance manuals, burst sandbags and spilled sand, burned matchsticks, and unraveled corktips from cigarettes long decomposed that comforted through the nights...