Word: station
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Another Foreman client was a woman named Mahotah Muldrow. She and her husband got into an argument; he belted her around a bit. Thereupon she shot him five times and then left him for dead in the front yard. She drove" herself to the police station to turn herself in but, for some reason, changed her mind and went back home. There, in the presence of several neighbors, who by now had gathered around Mr. Muldrow's body, Mahotah fired a sixth shot. Foreman won an acquittal by convincing the jury that the first five shots had been fired...
Hannah is an evangelist for land-grant colleges, which engineered the farm revolution and now boast that "the world is our campus." His approach makes purists shudder. As they see it, M.S.U. is a big "service station" that fills up students with trade-school courses like Sewage Treatment or the Dynamics of Packaging. To Hannah, the criticism is almost a compliment: "The object of the land-grant tradition was not to de-emphasize scholarship but to emphasize its application...
EQUALLY mindful of his aged bones and exalted station, Berosus the High Priest slowly mounted the stone ramp that spiraled seven times around the great ziggurat and brought him into the presence of the Beings. They blazed and glittered in the night sky above the sleeping city of Babylon far below?imperceptibly wheeling in the ancient celestial dance that contained the secrets of the future of the kingdom. The signs, he saw, were good. Zibbati was well advanced in the Way of Enlil, supported by glowing Ishtar, which favored success in arms. On the morrow, he would tell the king...
...hovered where he had lain, buzzing softly next to Mirna. He felt tremendously alone as he tiptoed to the window. Here he practiced ego loss. The yellow street lit luminescence of the drapes sucked his face in and he looked out. A bear drove by in a station wagon. A great big bear's smile left a trial of light. We're in a city, he thought. Us, the walls, the bear, the streets. Our poorly schooled soul looking through the drapes is encased in a cadaverous face. The eyes of the face have no significance save their cheerful twinkle...
This land is completely unified and consistent; all his shots have the same quality. But such unity is not schematic. You couldn't draw a map of the countryside: where is the railroad station in relation to the mine, or to Marie's house, or to the lake? Even within single sequences the shots are discontinuous: when Marie tries to drown herself, Toni running through the weeds trying to find her could be hundred miles away. This setting is not something documented but something created. You can feel its strength but not organize it into a plan. The land...