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...expect that handguns will eventually be outlawed, thus another multimillion dollar bureaucracy will be born, gunrunning will become lucrative for organized crime, we will again have been told that we are too stupid to handle our personal affairs, and, of course, crime will continue...
...black students at Harvard. As for white students, the insistence that Harvard end its involvement with Gulf in Angola--as opposed to all the other oppressive activities of American capitalism its $18.5 million would be hard put to avoid being implicated in--seems arbitrary at best and, given Vietnam, stupid and crude at worst. One wonders how many of them will continue this specific concern for Angola, or could even point it out on a map. As for divestiture as a demand, whatever publicity value a Harvard sell-out might have in placing the University's prestige behind the struggle...
...committee now has a team of lawyers investigating old people's homes and lobbying in Congress for better legislation to protect the aged. Says Miss Kuhn: "Much of senility is not irreversible; it is induced by despair and frustration. Fixed retirement is dehumanizing. It shows how stupid our society is in making scrap piles of the elderly. We're not mellow, sweet old people. We've got time to effect change and nothing to lose." Gray Power has even attracted youthful devotees -known, of course, as the Panther Cubs...
Father and daughter have both long been widowed, but at 70 the old man is sanguine enough to marry Fay, a redneck trollop 30 years his junior, and introduce her into genteel circles. Fay is in every way Laurel's opposite-a shrewd, stupid vixen with a "little feist chin" who questions any altruistic gesture made to her, not out of skepticism but simple inability to comprehend...
...Honey Cone, Aretha Franklin, the Osmonds, Glen Campbell in his better moments, Chicago, Stevie Wonder, Tommy James, Joe South, maybe even the Carpenters, if it's late at night and you're someplace on the Ohio Turnpike eighty miles short of Cleveland. To be certain, most of it is stupid, but it's not supposed to be smart. It's supposed to make you dance or make you sing or make you feel sad: in general, to take you out of yourself and to help alleviate the tedium and-or downright misery of your life...