Word: rabbiters
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...spent the rest of his life, some 45 years, walking from town to town in India imparting his vision. One of Buddha's sermons dealt with a starving man who had long had a pet rabbit. The rabbit jumped into a fire in order to provide food for his master, and, as the flames flared up, was transformed into a vision of the Buddha?a vision the Vietnamese monks were to borrow for their own purposes. Accompanied by his favorite monks and nuns, Buddha was content to be fed by local admirers and once scandalized his band by eating...
...right-.3 sec. faster than Snell had ever run the mile before. But he was bitterly disappointed. "It's very hard without competition," he said. "It detracts from the incentive." This week, in another meet at Wanganui, Snell will try again. There is talk of getting a mechanical rabbit...
...Skin a Rabbit. Almost alone among the chiefs of billion-dollar corporations, most of whom come from middle-class backgrounds, the man who has inherited this tradition was born to great wealth. Mother Copeland was a millionairess, father was a high officer of Du Pont for 40 years, and Lammot Copeland's playmates were mostly his moneyed cousins. From the start, he showed a flair for discovering short cuts. At ten, he entered a family contest in biology in which the little Du Ponts competed to be the first to find and assemble from the Delaware countryside the bones...
...does the rabbit go over the mountain?" the guide asks. "Why is a giraffe's neck so long?" "Why is a lion's head so big?" (Answers: "Because the mountain won't go over the rabbit." "So he can reach the ground to eat the grass." "So he can't stick it between the bars of his cage.") For each wrong reply, the guide gets to whack the hunter on the rump with a willow branch. Smart Westerners can always retaliate with a few Red riddles of their own. One that is currently bouncing around...
Kittens & Rabbits. Salinger's showing came as a bit of a shock to those who remembered him as a White House press secretary who could always be counted on to enliven dull news days in the Kennedy years. Those were the days when Pierre delivered solemn pronouncements on little Caroline's Tom Kitten, or offered brisk communiqués about a trumpet-playing rabbit, or exhibited a grand disdain for the 50-mile hikes so highly recommended by the Kennedys. Considering his background, it is hard for many Californians to remember that Pierre is now a genuine...