Word: streamingly
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...compound dominates a low hill. The house itself is red brick, and in the rainy season its roof pours drinking water into barrels standing beneath the eaves. In the dry season, Lois Carlson, 36, and her two children, Wayne, 9, and Lynette, 7, would take the truck to a stream half a mile away to fetch water. At the edge of Wasolo is a leper colony whose inmates produce the best cotton in Ubangi Province. They pick the bolls clean with their teeth...
...ductless hood for the stove, just introduced by Puritron, uses electronics to cope with the smoke and grease that all too rapidly foul the usual hood's charcoal filter. A tiny ion tube of gold alloy releases a stream of negative ions when the hood is turned on, promptly attacking the positive ions in the air, around which the molecules of smoke and cooking odor gather. This precipitates the molecules on an easily washed aluminum filter-releasing fresh, clean air again. In three sizes and colors...
...sleek, wealthy matron (Genevieve Page). He goes on to acquire the Pulitzer Prize, his own publishing house, part ownership in a shopping center-and bankruptcy, moral and fiscal. Finally, while penning another doorstopper to pay off his debt to a Swiss bank, he catches pneumonia. "Apparently fell into the stream while trying to make it to the road with his manuscript," says the doctor with innocent wit. In the book, the author dies, but in the movie he survives-presumably to prove that a doomed genius has as much right to live as anybody...
...belly laugh, as when one Nova Mobster, The Subliminal Kid, eggs on the civilized world toward a mind-shattering collapse by playing over and over (on loudspeakers that cannot be turned off) unrelated sound tapes of jack hammers, jukeboxes and cocktail-hour persiflage. But mostly the novel is a stream of unpunctuated non sequiturs, in which coherence seems inadvertent and in which Burroughs' scatological and pornographic effects no longer seem to shock...
...brings to mind only contradictory accolades: authoritative and relaxed, facile and profound. The paradigm for the style is TRB's elegantly folksy column, which invariably eschews logic and statistics to come right to the point. Even when the point is a tired one, the freshness of TRB's verbal stream brings new clarity to the matter by rinsing away all the moss and scum of confusion: "Maybe it's unfortunate, but about the only counterweight the little man has to Big Business is Big Government; the record of the century is that business has grown big first, with government limping...