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...Dylan sang so long ago, "I need a dump truck, man, to unload my head." So do we, and here, amid a detritus of sprained synapses and coffee stains, you find the results...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Editors' Note: | 3/7/1988 | See Source »

...Vice President's men mapped out a new strategy and brought in ace Speechwriter Peggy Noonan, a Reagan favorite, to add a human touch to Bush's bland rhetoric. Bush adopted a man-of-the-people campaign style, touring a shopping mall and a lumberyard, dining at a truck stop and a McDonald...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Again The Man to Beat | 2/29/1988 | See Source »

Once Kelly went on a buying trip to an obscure Massachusetts book shop, owned by an old lady who operated out of her garage. The woman's books were piled there in a heap, like they had been dumped from a truck, Kelly says. When a specimen was needed from the top, its owner would gather her skirts in one hand and scale up the sliding slope with the other to collect it. Coming down, the practical woman simply slid. "I was so stunned," Kelly says. "No matter where you go in the English-speaking world, you can find books...

Author: By Spencer S. Hsu, | Title: On Books, Respect, And Time | 2/27/1988 | See Source »

...just in case you were planning to wait it out and see what the great Elmore Silk is really like, don't bother; he's a bearded bald guy who lives in Nova Scotia, looks like a truck driver, and like almost everyone else, rips Julius...

Author: By Will Meyerhofer, | Title: Candy Molehill | 2/26/1988 | See Source »

...barely regained my senses when it happened again. From out of the haze of mud dripping from my forehead and eyelids, from out of the cloud of exhaust left by the garbage truck, a car was aiming straight for my head. Maybe the driver had decided to pass another car by going over the island without seeing me, or maybe he thought I was a mud puddle, or maybe he simply wanted to hit me for the sheer sadistic pleasure, but whatever the motive, that Honda's grille left an imprint on my forehead that remains to this...

Author: By John J. Murphy, | Title: Brain Strains and Automobiles | 2/25/1988 | See Source »

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