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...paper route, too young for Social Security and too tired for an affair." This archetypal wisecrack is, after her heartfelt growl about the overmeticulous neighbor who waxes her driveway, probably the best known of Bombeck's nifties. It has a dead-on, chisel-it-on-my-tombstone truthfulness. But for the moment, no one paid much attention to her capering. She did a column a week, at $3 each, for the Kettering-Oakwood Times, a suburban weekly. Her desk was a piece of plywood supported by cinder blocks in the Bombeck bedroom. Her participation in the stately procession...
...hours: peasant girls trained to make sophisticated oscilloscopes and circuit boards; forced labor cutting hard rock with mallet and chisel; then young women, treated as beasts; then the pride of Chinese technology...
Earlier this month 500-h.p. diesel tractors, brand-named Big Bud 525 and Steiger Panther, pushed 60-ft.-wide chisel plows into the gentle prairie around the hamlet of Winnett, Mont., quickly transforming what once was Wayne Bratten's 28,000-acre ranch into a raw wound of overturned earth. Eastern Colorado Wheat Farmer Emmett Linnebur became a part owner of the Crow Rock Ranch near Miles City, Mont., and used a fleet of ten supertractors to tear into 50,000 of its acres for wheat planting. In recent years, tractors have bulldozed some 6.4 million acres of marginal...
Custodians of the Marx memorial were relieved that no fanatic felt driven to pry the philosopher's bearded bust off its granite pedestal, smear it with paint, or try to chisel off the nose, as had happened in the past. Throughout the day, Communist representatives from a number of countries trooped by the monument to lay bouquets of red carnations, tulips and daffodils. "Homage from the Chilean Trade Union Congress," read one card. Another floral tribute was presented "on behalf of the Marxist-Leninists in Bangladesh who cannot be here." Many residents of the city in which Marx spent...
LYING IN A STRANGE woman's bed and clutching at the loose ends of his emerging consciousness, Peter O'Toole looks gloriously dissipated. His long face, rough hewn by the careless chisel of time, barely resists the pull of gravity; even his mustache threatens to slide off his upper lip like a caterpillar from a branch...