Word: tilling
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...that crisis is the family. The Carneys are a pride of Irish gutter lions. The father is a drunkard, a bully and a braggart. When his boys were small children, he routed them out of bed at 2 or 3 a.m. and set them to clouting each other till they collapsed. Bred to the tooth and the claw, three of the sons live as pimps, louts and barflies. A fourth son, Michael, flees this world of lacerating animal instinct. He settles in Coventry, marries an English girl and opts for a life of decency, order and reason. But the clan...
...Arlo's hospital calls, Pete Secger. Woody's friend and fellow folksinger, is also present. Secger sings one of Woody's songs to him: "... Along your green valley I'll live till I die My life I'll defend with my life if it be For my pastures of plenty must always be free...
...club-swinging stewards, often end in violence, bringing back memories of the end of the Weimar Republic, One meeting this summer was drowned in the cry of "Sieg Heil" from NDP opponents (mostly students) and ended with a NDP speaker leaving the dais yelling "and we shall carry on till everything is kaputt...
...keeps the next generation too long in a state of dependence, too long in terms of a sense of place that one has personally striven for and won. To be adolescent means that one has reached (and even passed) the age of puberty, but must nevertheless postpone full adulthood till long beyond what any other period in history has ever considered reasonable. Students want, essentially, those group therapeutic experiences that will help them feel they have at long last come of age." Because providing those experiences is not the chief function of most educational institutions, "colleges must inevitably disappoint...
Condon's great and nourishing strength has always been his mania for mania. The mushy midsection of the human-behavior range has no interest for him, and ordinary psychosis not much more. What grips his imagination, and shakes it till splendid words fall out, is the tic of a human bomb. In one novel, a beautiful woman feeds for 20 years on the high-held hope that she will one day, somehow, be able to chop up her lover with a machete. In another, a man sets out, in more sinister fashion, to learn by heart every last scrap...