Word: swipes
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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These days it looks as though more Americans than ever are willing to let go. They are traveling through coinless tollbooths, banking at branchless banks, riding in tokenless subways and paying for everything from taxi rides to mortgages with the swipe of a card or the blip of an electronic transfer. Such transactions accounted for 18% of the $55 trillion total that consumers, corporations and governments spent last year. But the number of electronic transfers has increased nearly 200% since 1986, in contrast to a 17% rise in the number of check and cash transactions. And the volume of household...
...addition, the card keys have spiced up the otherwise humdrum Quincy atmosphere. Now, students grin and giggle upon seeing the blinking green light that denotes an unlocked door (often after shrugging in exasperation when the first attempted swipe results in a sinister red signal...
...roommates suck. I keep a stash of quarters which I use for my laundry, and dammit, they swipe then and use them for "Quarters"! Instead of the soothing hum of the Maytag washing machine, I am forced to listen to the drunken strains of "Down in one, down in one, down in one..." This is more than just simple thievery. It is a matter of social stigmatization. For not only am I a floater, I am a floater with stinky socks, Help me. Miffed and Malodorous in Mather...
...This is literate, smart music about black life, like a Terry McMillan book set to a beat. NdegeOcello's voice flows easily from singing to speaking, brashly loitering in the space in between. "Konks and fade creams, sad passion deferred dreams," she sing-speaks on Soul on Ice, a swipe at buppies who refuse to date black women. "You want blond- haired, blue-eyed soul;/ Snow-white passion without the hot comb." Other songs deal with everything from love on the subway to what she sees as the unbearable whiteness of pop culture: "Livin' in a world where...
Dean of the Faculty of Arts and Sciences Jeremy R. Knowles greeted the trick-or-treaters with two tombstones. One bid the reporters to "Let the Dean R.I.P." The other took a playful swipe at the newspaper's credibility: "The Crimson," read the inscription. "Veritas...