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While Kingberg is much smaller than the average defenseman, she makes up for her size with her speed--"I can force players to the outside if I can't make the tackle."--and her ability to fake. Also, Kingsberg has grown more aggressive over the past two years and has improved her kick so that now she feels confident at fullback...
...Hayden said the radicalism of the '60s was the common sense of the '70s. He was wrong, but at least the public came to view his demands as negotiable. People listen to Jerry Brown when he states the Citizens Party's environmental case and makes the same attacks they do on the MX missile and huge military budgets. The public is also ready to hear many of the economic planks that make the Citizens platform more consistent than Brown's. "A guaranteed job for everyone who wants to work" is nothing more than a Humphrey-Hawkins bill that hasn...
This task is not the same as making Barry Commoner president. Some representatives of grassroots groups opposed plans to nominate Commoner. For them, the flaw in the anointment is the lack of time for organizing across the country. Others complain the party was unilaterally set up by a few wealthy liberals who are taking a "top-down" approach in general. But co-chair Harriet Barlow says the "organizing of the party is entirely open." The party will nominate the presidential candidate at a convention next March. The strategy now is to make a splash in the press with the presidential...
STRANGE MEN write plays. Their heads fill with babbling voices that plague them when they eat, distract them when they speak and "tsk" when they make love. No matter how many plays a man writes, some of these internal voices refuse to die. They are his "family" voices, the voices of growing...
...parachute. Two seconds, I twirl twice, still no parachute. Three seconds, I plummet, forehead toward the earth. Four, my harness tears at my hips and chest, swings my feet above my head. The parachute glides above me. The earth is a gray mound, Boston glimmers on the horizon. I make out a small rectangular building surrounded by dots, a small field and then trees and lakes. The air swirls silently. A band of trees approaches but I glance once more to the parachute, the sky and the horizon. The stiff branches of the trees mesh and grow larger. I cover...