Word: forsyths
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African mercenaries: the very term is redolent of Bondish machismo memories. "Mad Mike" Hoare and his swaggering Fifth Commando punishing the ragtag Congolese army during the 1965 Katanga rebellion. Or perhaps Frederick Forsyth's dirty dozen in The Dogs of War, liberating the fictional kingdom of Zangaro from a maniacal, Soviet-backed African dictator-for a price...
...Salisbury believes differently. "I take the subway back uptown. The city may ba a jungle to some, but the beacon still burns...I believe New York and the other great cities of our country will find their way forward again. The light on Forsyth Street may be a small one, but it gives a spark that can set our hearts on fire...
...familiar streets his mind begins to play tricks on him. He imagines that he hears the voices of Puerto Rican youths shouting after him. It begins to rain, and Salisbury thinks to himself, "not likely anyone will come after me in the rain." It is then that he reaches Forsyth Street and his island of light, and when he finds a beacon of hope in the mission school's dogged good work, you still smell his fear not far away...
Lobsterback. Apparently a euphemism for redcoat. Yes, you guessed it, another Bicentennial play, but with a new twist--this one was written by British dramatist James Forsyth, and appropriately enough concerns the difficulties faced by a young British soldier and the Milton family that befriends him. Like Ryan's Yorktown Tune, this play was especially commissioned by Tufts University in honor of the Bicentennial, and it promises to be as good as the previous production, if not better. At the Jufts Arena Theater in Medford at 8:15 tonight and tomorrow, July 22-26 and July 29-August 2. Tickets...
...Palestine Liberation Organization chief. An element of bad taste seems to enter here, as well as bad literary judgment. The literary problem is that since Arafat is in fact not dead and the plot is not cast in the future, the reader knows that the assassination must fail. Frederick Forsyth managed to turn this liability into an asset in The Day of the Jackal. Black fails to do so, and the book's only suspense is in learning what form failure will take...