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...square rings and vicious circles, beneath every blob of nose and billow of scar tissue, there is a common majesty, a simple valor-so basic, so appealing, so appalling. Probably every game or type of conflict has it, but the others are not stripped to the waist or the bone. "Kill the quarterback" is mostly a figure of speech. Randall ("Tex") Cobb, a plain-speaking heavyweight, says, "If you screw up in tennis, it's 15-love. If you screw up in boxing, it's your ass, darling...
...important: the views of Jackson's Hole and the Tetons, or of the old Indian camps. Or the view of the Little Big Horn, where he and some of his platoon would ride from Fort Custer to pick over the site, for holiday and to bury pieces of bone and harness and indulge in the traditional recreation of soldiers visiting an old battlefield: to re-fight the engagement...
...turn to the bone fossils of last week's off-year election, shocked to learn that while you Alaskans were voting in Governor Bill Sheffield because his opponent Tom Fink wanted to cart the state capital from Juneau to Willow, and while you New Yorkers were voting out Congressman John LeBoutillier because he gave you the creeps, all of you were also sending Ronald Reagan "a message." The message read: reduce unemployment, bring down the deficit. The President was being told what practically all U.S. Presidents are told two years after their chiefdom is hailed: no mandate is forever...
...come to reshape policy, to adopt new tactics and even to eat a few words. ("I have eaten a great many of mine," said Winston Churchill, "and on the whole, I have found them a most wholesome diet.") Every successful President eventually learns that flexibility is salvation. The presidential bone yard is strewn with markers of those who would not change...
...meant them to be demos for material he could do with the E Street Band. But the songs seemed to stand best on their own, unadorned, and that is the way they appear in the album, with just a minimum of technical refinement. Beginning with the title track, a bone chiller about Charles Starkweather and Caril Fugate, the ten songs in Nebraska are set in the smalltown, working-class milieu that Springsteen has made his own. There, all lives are dead ends, but the turnpikes go on forever. Springsteen certainly has mined this territory before, but he makes the repetition...