Word: walked
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Virginia is how soon Spong will join the battle to elect the progressive leaders the state needs to cope with its emerging industrial and urban character. Despite his natural tendency to stay aloof from day-to-day political maneuvering, he feels that "this is something I can't just walk away from." It seems likely that in one or two years, after he has established himself in the Senate, Spong will take a much more active interest in "party committees and conventions"--as well as elections...
THAT kind of description is one that a writer can only write about himself. I saw Mailer cross that line that Saturday and walk up to an MP and get arrested and I took a picture of him. And I thought, "There is Norman Mailer getting arrested in his three-piece pin-striped suit. What a comfortable feeling it is to see Mailer. He makes everything seem so friendly. There is such solace in respectability." But Mailer, at the very same instant, was not feeling the way I had imagined him: The subject was not absolutely calm...
...lines are from Look to the Rain, and their author, 16-year-old Singer Janis Ian, says that they define "exactly where it's at. When I walk onstage, man, all I can give them is me." It is all that most of today's young singers in the folk groove can give. Traditional folk singers-including the modern figure of Bob Dylan-have usually been purveyors of a musical heritage, chroniclers of their time, protesters against injustice. But today's troubadours are turning away from protest. Their gaze is shifting from the world around them...
...worst is Elizabeth Taylor, who has a series of walk-ons mostly meant to exemplify lust. Her makeup varies from Greek statuesque to a head-to-toe spray job of aluminum paint. When she welcomes Burton to an eternity of damnation, her eyeballs and teeth are dripping pink in what seems to be a hellish combination of conjunctivitis and trench mouth. Mercifully mute throughout, she merely moves in and out of camera range, breasting the waves of candle smoke, dry-ice vapor and vulgarity that swirl through the sets...
Whew! Anyone can see that there are far too many scientists, navigators and Great Names in this sentence and far too few punctuation marks; even the sleeping seamen below would walk in their sleep for the nearest editor. The strange thing is that through the dreadful indiscipline of the prose, or perhaps because of it, the innocence of Kerouac is established beyond question. Alas, in literature, as in all other secular endeavors, innocence is not enough. The reader is left with the uneasy feeling that Kerouac's pilgrimage should have brought him to an understanding more profound than...