Word: trenched
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...give way under mounting water pressure behind it, there is no guarantee. He suggests that a channel be dug from the lake to the sea, bypassing the Situk so that the trapped water can escape without affecting the river. Others propose bombing the glacier: controlled explosions could blast a trench through the ice itself. But speed may be essential. Says Powell: "We're just now entering the rainy season, and at the rate it's filling, the lake could be ready to make its jump by the end of this year." Experts say, however, it will take a year...
Still, a long mythic fiesta between two explosions may not be a bad way to have a life. The first explosion came in Fossalta di Piave in northeastern Italy at midnight on July 8, 1918. A shell from an Austrian trench mortar punctured Hemingway with 200-odd pieces of shrapnel. The wounds validated his manhood, which they had very nearly destroyed. The second explosion came 25 years ago this summer. Early one morning in Ketchum, Idaho, Hemingway (suffering from diabetes, nephritis, alcoholism, severe depression, & hepatitis, hypertension, impotence and paranoid delusions, his memory all but ruined by electroshock treatments) slid...
Ronald Reagan's State of the Union address was a gigantic production featuring fleets of black limousines, sirens, the glowing Capitol dome, trench-coated TV stars, champagne and prime television time. When Les Brown's annual State of the World report was launched one morning last week, the stage props included a glass of grapefruit juice, a bowl of All Bran and a banana, a worn corduroy suit with an outlandish bow tie, and a solitary walk on snow- soaked Hush Puppies down Washington's 19th Street to the offices of Worldwatch Institute. Nary a TV anchorman found...
...trench coat buys Screw for its national political coverage...
...evening last week, on a midtown Manhattan block brimming with Christmas shoppers and commuters, Castellano, 70, and his henchman Thomas Belotti, 45, pulled to the curb in a black Lincoln limousine, evidently on their way to a steak house. Three men waiting nearby pulled semiautomatic weapons from under their trench coats and cut them down. Castellano and Belotti each caught six bullets in the head and torso. As two of the gunmen ran down 46th Street toward a getaway car, the third spoke briefly into a walkie-talkie and then coolly fired a coup de grace into Castellano's skull...