Word: wanderers
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Would vigorous octogenarians keep the reins of politics, business and family finances, frustrating the powerless younger generations? Or would they be pushed out of power and wander around, bitter and disgruntled, unable even to talk the same language as their juniors, like Swift's awful immortals, the struld-brugs? Would conflict between generations supersede hostility between classes and races? How could insurance and pension plans continue payments for decades longer? Will aging control become as vital an issue as birth control? In short, the changes resulting from a drastic extension of the lifespan, or even from a series...
...flight, passengers behave differently on board a jumbo than on a smaller jet. "A gregariousness has set : in that we did not reckon on," says Pan Am President Najeeb Halaby. Passengers wander up and down the two aisles, try to help the stewardesses or invade the first-class flight lounge on the top deck. Of the 15,000 whom Pan Am has polled, about three-quarters praise the 747's spaciousness; the other one-quarter dislike the crowds or occasional delays in baggage handling. Passengers once were tied up for three hours at Rome's major airport after...
Older residents recall that they once would not let their dogs wander in the canyons where the new refugees from the city now water their lawns with sprinklers-with an apprehensive...
Boiling Sea. From Huaras (pop. 93,000), a survivor reported another scene of chaos: "Bodies of victims are being buried in trenches-not in coffins, for none can be obtained, but wrapped in blankets, and many children in old newspapers. Survivors wander around in a daze, like sleepwalkers, looking for food and water. Many children were choked to death by the dust that hung over the city. All we have is thirst, hunger, the stench of dead bodies and despair...
...wander, tired of the talk, across the green before the Monument to the reflecting pools. People have gathered and you can hear "Fuck Richard Nixon" echoing back toward the White House. Over the spray of the fountain you see teeshirts and blue jeans sailing into the air. The Yippie cheer explodes and everyone terrorizes the pool, ripping the water in sheets and throwing it to the sky. You push through the crowd, kick off your shoes and join them...