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Then we read what we had, chucklin and chortlin, real self-satisfied. But that last line had to be rushed through, rhythm avoided, kinkier overtones slithered by--just like Jimmy Carter whips through his "Hi I'm the Nuclear Peanut!" to avoid giving rise to the opaque amoebas crawling around in the basement of his soul. In a sort of funeral home official's Gee-I'm-sorry-but-what-range-casket-do-y'all-want voice, Tim said, "Just wait til we get some music--a little pedal steel is all that line needs." I said, "Music, Right...
William Menzel, a dental lab-technician instructor, began making his decision back in Albany, N.Y., after he realized that "if you said hi to people on the streets, they thought you were going to mug them." He loaded up his wife and four children and headed for Cedar Rapids, Iowa, where, he says gratefully, "my wife can walk the dog at 2 a.m. without fear, and the kids haven't been mugged on the way to school or had their lunches taken away from them...
Udall is justifiably proud of that statement. He is at his best when answering questions about his stand on just about anything. In contrast to Jimmy Carter, whose blinding smile and "Hi--I'm Jimmy Carter," introduction have made him an effective personal campaigner, Udall stands woodenly, smiles slightly, shakes hands perfunctorily, and says merely, "Hello, nice to see you," and then lumbers...
...pair of attractive 24-year-old, six-feet-tall twins from Lawrence, Mass., clad in long, flowered dresses, stood up, took the reporters by the arms, introduced themselves ("Hi, I'm Jan and this is Josey") and insisted that the two reporters have some fruit punch and "meet Arthur...
...commune near Boston with instructions from a "Mr. Grunwald," another character possibly borrowed from TIME's masthead, to begin reporting for "our annual 'state-of-the-student' essay." Trudeau's caricature TIME reporter was equipped with camera, notebooks and binoculars. He eagerly greeted the communards ("Hi, there, children of the Seventies!") and proceeded, during several daily episodes, to be hoodwinked by the Doonesbury denizens into believing that the place was a scene of rampant drugs and sex. The results of all the tomfoolery at Walden Puddle soon appeared as a TIME cover story on campus life...