Word: spits
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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Tribal art is never free and does not want to be. The ancestors do not give one drop of goanna spit for "creativity." It is not a world, to put it mildly, that has much in common with a contemporary American's -- or even a white Australian's. But it raises painful questions about the irreversible drainage from our own culture of spirituality, awe and connection to nature...
...spectacle of Giamatti's descent from academic grandeur to the commercial muck of professional sports. If there is a life for former Ivy League presidents, it should be conducted as unobtrusively as possible in a reputable embassy or blue-chip foundation. At the other extreme, certain tobacco-chewing, spit-on-the-hands, belly-up-to-the-bar baseball types wonder what in the hell a gabby professor is doing running a league and, next year, the whole show. Oh, yeah, Giamatti. Whattid he ever...
Parts of Seoul, inevitably, feel like suburbs of America. The streets of Itaewon, not far from the Yongsan garrison, are decorated in the U.S. Army- surplus style common to base cities around the world: country-and-western bars called Bonanza and Tennessee, the Las Vegas disco, a spit-and-polish row of Pizza Hut, Pizza Inn and Shakey's. And where there are servicemen, of course, there are service-industry women: in certain hands, Seoul's rowdiness can turn to raunchiness. The body trade flourishes in the G.I. bars of Itaewon, and the city's ubiquitous barbershops have little...
...placing the homeless on a barge in Los Angeles Harbor. In El Paso last month, four billboards of unknown sponsorship sprang up: PLEASE DON'T GIVE TO BEGGARS -- THEY CAUSE TRAFFIC PROBLEMS. El Paso City Representative Ed Elsey has received complaints that some panhandlers scratch cars with rocks or spit on the windshields if drivers refuse to give. "They are becoming more aggressive," says Elsey. "It is time for the city to get involved...
Baseball has now paid its last respects to the past that has made it so great. Day games at Wrigley have now joined the Ghosts of Baseball Past. Ghosts that call each other "Babe" and "Dizzy," carry bats the size of Redwood trees, smother balls in Vaseline, spit and lard, pitch both games of a doubleheader (what's that?) and take the subway for a World Series game against cross-town rivals...