Word: swollenness
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...National Assembly to strengthen the war effort, declared national mobilization. A decree ordered every Cambodian man and woman between the ages of 18 and 60 to aid the national defense and made all property subject to confiscation. It will probably be many months before Cambodia's swollen army of some 120,000 men-only half of whom have even been issued weapons -can absorb new recruits. Moreover, the nation needs its citizens for productive labor almost as desperately as it needs them for fighting. Since the war spread to the interior, Cambodia's exports, chiefly rubber and rice...
...cannot. Tyranny, like hell, may not be conquered at all. At least not by us as we are. We have had the life sucked out of us- gigantic blood-swollen ticks sucking at our hearts and heads. The statue with the big torch has burned us to ashes. We can no longer love nor desire nor even hate. We will have to sink back into the clay again in order to form ourselves as men. That's how I will begin. Clay first, then...
...cannot. Tyranny, like hell, may not be conquered at all, At least not by us as we are. We have had the life sucked out of us-gigantic blood-swollen ticks sucking at our hearts and heads. The statue with the big torch has burned us to ashes. We can no longer love nor desire nor even hate. We will have to sink back into the clay again in order to form ourselves as men. That's how I will begin. Clay first, then...
...active member of the moderate Memorial Church group. Zorza must certainly have gained insights and observations that could contribute to a sounder understanding of why the strike failed to gather momentum and fell apart the way it did. Most of that insight, however, is forever buried beneath his swollen, badly cliched rhetoric...
...cannot. Tyranny, like hell, may not be conquered at all. At least not by us as we are. We have had the life sucked out of us-gigantic blood-swollen ticks sucking at our hearts and heads. The statue with the big torch has burned us to ashes. We can no longer love nor feel nor even want nor hate. We will have to sink back into the clay again in order to form ourselves as men. That is how I will begin. Clay first, then...