Word: yelps
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...Reagan is going, the revolution stays." The billboards adorn the dusty roadways of Managua, a pitiful yelp of triumph in an exhausted country that has little else to celebrate. Yet the Sandinistas can cheer at least this: while Ronald Reagan will be just another private citizen in two months, Daniel Ortega Saavedra -- the man Reagan once called a "dictator in designer glasses" -- will remain firmly at the helm of a government that the White House terms an "outlaw regime...
Still, the question has to be asked: who was The Big Winner? It certainly wasn't the Duke, with his lemon-sucking face and even sourer responses. He's crazy if he thinks he'll sweep into office with the shrill yelp that aid to the contras is "A VIOLATION OF INTERNATIONAL LAW!!!" Turns out it's forbidden by something called the Rio Treaty--one treaty, at least, which the Soviets don't seem to have violated...
...porch. When girls gossiped about "the pill," they were referring to an % unpopular guy at the far end of the study hall. If Go-Getting Teenager Andy Hardy (Mickey Rooney) got "in trouble" with a debutante or chorus girl, it wouldn't be that kind of trouble--just the yelp of puppy love. And it wouldn't end in jail or a shotgun marriage but with a sympathetic lecture from his omniscient father Judge Hardy. The teen landscape on '40s movie screens was like Eden without the apple...
...from San Martino, helping some partisans harvest a wheat field, is attacked by a band of Black shirts. What ensues is a grotesquely comic scene of carnage, as a lot of inexperienced people shoot at each other with pamcky clumsiness. A man runs into a childhood friend with a yelp of joy, only to riddle him with bullets: a girl embraces a long lost cousin in black shirt, but her husband pushes her aside with a rifle; both sides tending to their wounded, inadvertently borrow each other's water bottles, and Cecilia's eyes, widening in fright, transform the sorry...
Instead, the sheep dogs are pent up and yelp like continuous gunfire at the expanded human traffic; the hillsides are punctured with slit trenches; the sea birds are watching the boats slice through the kelp; helicopters panic the ducks; mines are planted far out near the gorse and heather. This is what war does to a landscape. The place that was a few weeks ago a vast serenity with marvelously fresh air is now "a major bridgehead," home to Scorpion light tanks and Rapier surface-to-air missiles and all the other accouterments of the most advanced mayhem...