Word: turbanator
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...Look. Pete," said the boy, "you know how it is, man. This is Little Ray's fault. He pulled out his piece." After long argument, the desired meeting was arranged for Vaus's place at Tarrytown. Pete arranged to pick up the Turban chieftains; another Y.D.I. worker collected the Senators. In Vaus's basement meeting room, the gang leaders began arguing: "You come into our block and burned us . . ." "Look, man, I ain't no punk, you know! . . ." Suddenly, Pete crashed his fist down on the table: "All right, you guys, you've been yakking...
...navy-blue uniform of his chosen calling. But since the Sikh Holy Book, the Adi Granth. says that "a Sikh is never to wear a cap or shave his beard or head,'' Singh Sagar asked permission to keep his shoulder-length hair under a smoothly coiled turban rather than top it incongruously with the customary conductor...
Permission was refused. For as Laborite Charles Morris, chairman of Manchester's Transport Committee, testily explained, "If turbans are permitted, there is nothing to prevent a whole string of religious beliefs turning up to work with all sorts of badges and devices.'' With a true bureaucratic horror of the unusual and un expected, he said, "What do we do if an orthodox Jew comes along? They don't work on Saturdays." He offered Singh Sagar. a graduate in languages and literature from an Indian university, other work in the bus terminal where he could wear...
...Singapore last week, just before sailing for Australia, where he plans to study agriculture at Queensland University, Eric Mellor donned shorts, turban and sword and entered the temple to take five sips of holy water and repeat five times in Punjabi, "The victory is of God.'' The Granth Sahib was opened at random; the first letter on the page was H, and Mellor was asked to choose a Punjabi name with this initial. His choice: Harbans, meaning "a member of God's family...
Fresh and buoyant in a blue print dress and matching turban, Mamie Eisenhower took a few practice swings, baseball-style, then smashed a champagne bottle frothily on the looming bow, pronouncing the traditional formula: "I christen thee N.S. [for nuclear ship] Savannah.* Godspeed." After a second's hesitation, America's first nuclear-powered merchant vessel slid easily down the ways at Camden, N.J. and into the waters of the Delaware...