Word: tunes
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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Every summer has its anthem, a beer-swilling, under-age-seducing, busted-for-drunk-driving tune sung by millions of schoolless American teens in their Camaros. One can trace the history of this country back through these songs: from "Sharp Dressed Man" to "Jump" to "Baba O'Reilly" to "Brown Sugar," all the way back to "Good Golly Miss Molly" and "Great Balls of Fire." Record companies have always identified hot weather with cool cash...
...voters. More and more legislators feel that 1) the American public wants sanctions, and 2) economic measures are the only remaining leverage for change in South Africa. The sanctions movement got another hefty boost last week when California Governor George Deukmejian proposed total divestiture of state funds -- to the tune of some $9 billion -- from companies doing business with South Africa...
Knowingly or not, Author Sue Miller, 42, has constructed a parable eerily in tune with the waning of the sexual revolution. The heady sleep-arounds of the 1960s, the freewheeling no-fault divorces of the '70s, have given way as the '80s wane to some sour, after-party second thoughts. Could it be that liberation has created problems as crippling as those produced by the bad old repressions...
...crucial point the Meese commission is fully in tune with most Americans: both consider pornography a worrisome problem. A poll taken for Time by Yankelovich Clancy Shulman found that nearly two-thirds of the respondents* are "very" or "fairly concerned" about the pervasiveness of pornography in the U.S. Not surprisingly, porn is much more troubling to women than to men; precisely half of all women said they were "very concerned," while only 27% of men were similarly bothered. Overall, the proportion of people who want the government to crack down harder on pornography has varied only slightly since Yankelovich first...
...rumble of drums, the piping of flutes echoed through the warm summer twilight. Hundreds upon hundreds of men in bowler hats and orange sashes marched through the north of Belfast, their bright silken banners gilded by the setting sun. As the Sunday-suited men strode past, to the tune of their stirring ancestral anthem, The Sash, a British army helicopter hovered overhead and riot police stood guard before the 20-ft.-high screens they had just erected. Later that evening, 22 miles away, another group of men in tribal orange filed through the village of Downpatrick and gathered...