Word: voodoos
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...that everything has come together at once, it's hardly any wonder that Perry invokes all the voodoo-and maybe a little moisture-to keep it that way. He's got a lot of responsibilities. His wife has just had a new baby, and there's a new house "with a two-car garage, a screened back porch, two fireplaces, four bedrooms and a real red carpet in the living room. And I have my own farm, too, four acres of tobacco and six acres cleared for corn, soybeans and peanuts." That...
Like any other voodoo mystic, Haitian Dictator François ("Papa Doc") Duvalier has his good-luck day: the 22nd. He was elected "President" on Sept. 22, 1957, inaugurated Oct. 22, then installed as "President for Life" on June 22, 1964. Some Haitians even credit his occult powers with the Nov. 22, 1963 assassination of President Kennedy, a longtime foe. But last Jan. 22, Duvalier's luck suddenly seemed to turn when one of his two DC-3s crashed on Haiti's southern peninsula, crippling his rickety little air force. Haitians hopefully spread the word that Duvalier might...
...Leila Drew, promptly falls in love with the child's father, Kingdon, and earns the undying hatred of the mother, Catherine. Somebody has to die, and so Catherine gets clouted in the face with a sea shell and knocked down a treacherous embankment. After a lot of voodoo-dee-oo and slipping about in the tropical moonlight, Jessica comes through happily, and a sudden storm conveniently takes care of Catherine's slayer. Now then, what...
...sorry he's dead." Epps says, "but the only speech I sympathized with was the last one because it is only through developing this self-critical approach that the Negro will break out of the Conservative pattern." "Although I can't go along with his earlier voodoo Nationalism," Epps adds, "Malcolm X freed my mind of self indulgent bourgeois concerns. Before my mind was critical, but after having listened to Malcolm X, I became self-critical...
Streaking out of low cloud cover just seaward of Haiphong, the U.S. Air Force Voodoo flew smack into a sky full of flak. As his reconnaissance fighter belched flame from its starboard engine, Captain Norman Huggins, 36, of Sumter, S.C., knew his search for North Vietnamese SAM sites was over for the day. He saw a finger-shaped island below him, surrounded by a wrinkled sea studded with enemy junks. The only hope for survival lay in his yellow and black ejection handles. Whoosh went the canopy, pow went the 37-mm. cartridge under his seat, pop went the parachute...