Word: stooping
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...shut the door, Warren! (fatigued. I said). up the knocker, say I'm sick. I'm dead. I've got a People magazine so fat With reminiscent slush and self-congrat That I could barely lift it off the stoop. (Not from my door--I stole it off the some dupe) It seems this month the rag is ten years old; Too bad. I hoped that they were soon to fold. Their editer says their style is really new; They feature People, not people like...
...than housing. But the homes are warm and the people are sweet. A woman in work clothes surprised by visitors while hanging her laundry (Yugoslav dry cleaning, it flutters everywhere) appears the next moment in a beautiful red dress to offer coffee and slivovitz. Boots are left on the stoop, and slippers wait inside the door. Her brother-in-law, a more or less symmetrical giant named Momo, pours the plum marvelous drink while a child grinds
...late Yuri V. Andropov headed the KGB, true enough. To see this as sufficient cause for a graveside jig, however, is to prove oneself blind to the glaring irony of this new diplomatic development. Reagan sent Bush because he would not stoop to any act, regardless of its diplomatic or humane merits, that might further detente's evil cause. But Bush is far more than a mere executive flunkie. We should all remember, now more than ever, that George Bush ran the Central Intelligence Agency...
Except for beer, which few Germans consider alcoholic, Adolf Hitler touches no alcoholic tipple. Neither does he smoke. Hot water he calls "effeminate." Last week, on the biggest morning of his life, this pudgy, stoop-shouldered, toothbrush-mustached but magnetic little man bounded out of bed after four hours sleep, soaped his soft flesh with cold water, shaved with cold water, put on his always neat but never smart clothes and braced himself for the third of his encounters with Paul von Beneckendorf und von Hindenburg, Der Reichspräsident...
Being "sent down," or Xiafang, as the Chinese call it, was very simple punishment. "Stinking intellectuals" were supposed to learn from the peasants what life is like when one must stoop for hours transplanting rice seedlings in the wet muck. Horror stories spurt ? not grisly horror like eye gouging (which was reported only in south China), but simpler torment like being interrogated round the clock by Red Guards...