Word: window
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...nothing police in contempt, Louisiana's Judge Herbert Christenberry prevented a bloodletting among rights workers in 1965. Even rigidly segregated Plaquemines Parish fell to Christenberry's school-integration order in 1966, and Mississippi's foot-dragging Judge Cox now concedes that "segregation is completely out the window...
...live and kicking from baskets and boxes. You want meat? Then go next door to the butcher. There's sure to be one. Outside his store freshly slaughtered lambs and rabbits (still with head and fur) hang from red hooks, and well preserved pig heads leer through the front window. Inside Al or Louie or Joe is cutting government choice to your order...
Coveys of girls pass outside the pool room window. A few of the girls are going to a local dance. Their mothers will call the chaperon to make sure they have arrived, call again at 10 o'clock to make sure that the dance has concluded and the girls are coming home. Other groups will walk together for hours, transistor radios swinging close to the sidewalk. They go by younger friends with a nod and older, rat, boys with a toss of the head. Perhaps they will meet next week at a dance. No one but a colleege boy does...
...Seller's scenes. About to be shot down by a firing squad, Allen--as Sir James Bond's nephew Jimmy Bond--protests, "I have a low threshold of death." Sellers, being fitted for a spy outfit, is asked, "Which side do you dress?" and he answers, "Away from the window, usually." But since the scenes without these two are so repulsively unfunny, one is led to believe both Sellers and Allen did a good lot of improvising. Particularly Allen, whose entire performance resembles--is--one of his nightclub or TV routines...
...Paddy Dignam's funeral, Bloom thinks mournfully of his dead son Rudy, dead ten years, in infancy. But his mind begins to calculate what day Rudy was conceived: Thought of death leads to thought of birth. It must have been that time ... Molly standing at the window, watching those dogs at it in the courtyard and that constable grinning up at her: "O c'mon, Poldy. Give us a touch ..." At Dignam's funeral, later, some men are gossiping about Molly ("a good armful she was"), as they file under the towering rows of crosses on the tombs. Joyce...