Word: wanderings
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Play the same game, with a reverse twist. Wander through American history and imagine what it might have been like without certain sinners -- without, say, men who have had an appetite for women other than their wives. Sudden voids. The New Deal and the New Frontier might vanish, for example -- both Franklin Roosevelt and John Kennedy had relationships with other women. If all the adulterers who ever served in the U.S. Congress were to have their lives and legislative works obliterated from history, America might revert to forest. Perhaps the Supreme Court would remain intact, its virtue protected by advanced...
...decreed by the major segregation laws of the 1950s, was the fantasy that South Africa's blacks could be legally assigned to ten autonomous tribal homelands and then admitted to white South Africa only as migrant workers, not citizens. The realities of urbanization mock that fantasy, and anyone wandering around Cape Town or Johannesburg today can see blacks sitting next to whites in restaurants or lining up in the same banking queue to be served by a black teller. Nobody is surprised to observe a black traffic policeman ticketing a white who ran a stop sign, or even a black...
...caught running around drunk in his underwear in a lewd and lascivious manner. After deliberating for half an hour, then returning for an encore of "Love Potion 9," Justice's group delivered its decision. "We sentenced him to be exiled for all time from his place of birth, to wander forever an outcast in the trackless wastes of foreign lands." Justice remembers. "We never thought he'd take us seriously...
...riots in 1893 Paris. At best, Durang's version, featuring a padded Thomas Derrah murdering every one in sight and a cannabalistic bouillabaise, can only imitate Jarry's effects; at worst it is only dull. But as Mrs. Sorken says, "If you don't like it, let your mind wander...
With time on my hands and shoes on my feet, I wander around, hoping maybe to stumble onto something, like a mugging maybe, that might be turned into an "About Men" piece for the New York Times Sunday Magazine. Occasionally I'll wander over towards the Science Center at Harvard. I figure if there's anything new going on it ought to be there--they don't give away Nobel Prizes for retro art deco coffee tables...