Word: swoops
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Lonely Are the Brave. To the 6,624 athletes who will soon swoop into Tokyo, the city has indeed offered its all. Fully $65 million has been spent to renovate and erect sports facilities, as well as an Olympic Village replete with trees and ornamental shrubs. In the Olympic Cafeteria, 150 separate menus will provide 520,000 lunches, suppers and breakfasts of champions. Dominating the Olympic Tokyo is Architect Kenzo Tange's shell-shaped National Gymnasium complex, where swimmers and basketball players will vie, while the first judo competition in Olympic history will be conducted beneath the bat-winged...
...them that Nigger Heaven is crowded, that there isn't another seat, that something has to be done. It doesn't seem to occur to them, either, that we sit above them, that we can drop things down on them and crush them, that we can swoop down from this Nigger Heaven and take their seats...
TIVOLI GARDENS PLAYGROUND. The Danes are adept at entertaining children, and they take it seriously. Created by 13 of Denmark's top artists and architects, the playground is modeled after Copenhagen's. Kids can sail paper boats in shallow canals or swoop down a slippery slide into a sandbox, sit at tiny-tot tables and watch fireflies flit in the trees or play hide-and-seek in a maze with magic mirrors...
Arrests, dismissals and resignations were becoming a habit; hardly a day went by without some new police swoop. One victim was Abderrahmane Fares, a foe of the regime, who was interim President when Ben Bella first came to power in 1962. Disaffection reached into the Cabinet and was ruthlessly dealt with by Ben Bella. Out went the Minister of Interior, who resigned in protest against a decree ordering regional governors to bypass the ministry and report directly to the President. In Switzerland, Ben Bella moved swiftly against Mohammed Khider, the former revolutionary comrade who had fled into exile with...
...back tables in the 20 or so good jazz clubs in the country, talented, frustrated musicians?many of them historic figures in jazz?hang around in the hope of hearing their names called, like longshoremen at a midnight shape-up. Junkies who were good players a year ago swoop through the clubs in search of a touch, faces faintly dusty, feet itching, nodding, scratching. The simple jazz fans in the audience sit shivering in the cold fog of hostility the players blow down from the stand. A dig-we-must panic inhibits them from displaying any enthusiasm? which only further...