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...getting serious. "Rolls of toilet paper have been thrown out the windows of the students' hotel rooms, but that is nothing new. Now, they've started throwing cans and metal objects out, too. The hotel has got to pay to rent a car for a woman whose car windshield was smashed by a falling bottle." The chaperones and the HMUN organizers look decidedly unamused. Lawrence is merciless. "We're getting calls from the residents on St. Germain St...The kids are hanging obscene signs in their windows and..." pause "...mooning...
Then there is the handful of teachers who crossed the picket lines. "We call them stabs, because they cut our throats," says one young junior high teacher. One teacher who crossed the picket lines had his windshield broken and his tires slashed. He kept replacing tires, only to have the replacements cut as well-ten in all. "My students consider me a hero," he says, "but the teachers consider me a scab." When one school secretary asked a teacher if he had seen one of his nonstriking colleagues anywhere in the halls, he looked at her blankly. "Who?" he asked...
...renamed Having - the paper remains on the cutting edge of contemptuous consumption. One article describes how trendy New Yorkers are tearing down the walls of their apartments to convert them to lofts. There is a guide to the best street corners in town for having one's car windshield washed by a derelict. Food Writer Craig Stillborn describes how to capture and cook the "versatile, if elusive...
Mary Fuller of Lakeside, Calif, was driving with her infant son when the body of a passenger smashed through the windshield of her car. Police Officer P.L. Thornton rushed up. "The glass just exploded with bits of glass and blood. We thought everyone was dead," he recalled. Lackily, Mrs. Fuller and her baby suffered only minor cuts. Police Sergeant Ken Hargrove told of a headless and legless male torso still strapped to an aircraft seat, with shirt and tie intact. An eIderly woman trembled as she recalled seeing "a man's hand and another part of a body lying...
...picture of futile rage. In warmer seas and clearer waters there might be silvery showers offish outside the conning tower dome. But here there is nothing but specks of algae the color of cornmeal that whirl out of the green water toward the dome like flakes spinning against the windshield of a fast-moving car on a snowy night. There is no sensation of time passing until Jacobson's voice on the radio summons the S 250 to the surface...