Word: unkempt
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Fellow students at the university found him an unfriendly loner, spouting politics and economics, yet scorning the usual student bull sessions as mere "time-wasting." Sloppy and unkempt, he drifted from rooming house to rooming house, along the way married an X-ray technician whose income supported them. Then came the Cuban revolution, and Schoeters found a hero to emulate. He listened avidly on short-wave radio for news from the hills, talked incessantly about traveling to Cuba...
...grievances which, according to the text, contribute to familial unhappiness. "Look at this number 48 on the list," he urged. "Now this 'slovenly in appearance' is terribly important. How many times have you been walking down the street and seen a woman sweeping up the porch, looking totally unkempt. And how many times do you imagine a husband will come home early and find his wife looking slovenly? Now this is the kind of thing that can be avoided. It's not a question of income, but of your breeding and your training and your emotional maturity...
...Christians like prophecy-clearly has a place in the life of the modern church. In practicing glossolalia, the students do not fall into any mystical seizures or trance; instead, onlookers report, they seem fully in control as they mutter or chant sentences that sometimes sound like Hebrew, sometimes like unkempt Swedish. "I don't care what language it is," says one of the tongues-speaking students, "so long as it helps me live a Christian life...
...perpetual identity crisis, has been slipped under our doors again. A wrap of dialogue on the cover, advertising an article by W. H. Ferry, reads: "Q. What's new? A. Everything." First of all there is that picture on the cover of a very Joan Baezish looking girl (unkempt man's shirt and stringy hair and all) gazing pensively into the darkness. She evidently belongs to a photo essay, "Letter from a Fortified City," by Kenneth Andau...
...Adrian is a man who thinks that Miss Sutherland can only sing well when she is singing Puccini (a palpable falsehood). Consequently, Sir A. has ripped Handel's oratorio untimely from its century, making it as operatic Victorian as he possibly can. The result is an orchestra sprawling and unkempt, singers bawling and dyspeptic, and tempi crawling and inept. (London A-4357--you'll recognize the album by the ugly crucifix on its cover...