Word: screeched
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...battle against sin, a warrior is only as good as his freshest kill, and that is why Hurlbut is riding shotgun this gray Friday afternoon during an assault on a trafficker in lewd videos. At the house, tires screech, and officers leap out with drawn .45s. "If anything's going to go wrong, it's in the first two minutes," says Hurlbut, taking it all in from the Chrysler. Nothing does, but the raid nets only a few small-time video wholesalers. However, clues quickly lead deputies eight miles away to a cramped trailer that proves a cornucopia of hard...
...outside a diner near Amarillo, Texas, and resumes squabbling, only this time father and daughter swap roles and accustomed dialogue, and so do mother and son. The elders squeak about needing a bathroom break. The children trade curses about whose bad idea this adventure was, anyway. Then they screech off into the night, ostensibly with a grade-schooler in command of the steering wheel...
Sharp memories of the brutal past were jogged as well by a new play, Four Interrogations, the story of an old woman unfairly charged under Stalin as an "enemy of the people." Before the curtain rises, the audience sits in darkness while voices screech Stalinist slogans over a loudspeaker. Then an imposing photo of Stalin is projected onto a black curtain. Finally, a spotlight sweeps over the audience, stopping now and then to hold first one person, then another and another in its sudden white glare...
...choke hold on your desire to be perceived as a tasteful, responsible citizen and you can get laughs out of anything: Hitler (The Producers), sacrilege (Life of Brian) and, yes, Latin American dictatorships (The In-Laws). All you really risk is the outrage of people whose senses of humor screech to a halt when it comes to their most cherished beliefs...
...train of the future looks like an overgrown bobsled on stilts. As it approaches on its track, 23 ft. above the ground, it fails almost all the tests of recognition: there are no engines, no wheels, no rails. Most astonishing of all, there is no clatter, no rumble, no screech. As the train hurtles by, there is only a vast whoosh, the sound of air being parted by a vehicle traveling at close to 300 m.p.h...