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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Thank you for data on increasing pressure against smokers in the U.S. [April 24]. I will prepare myself before my next trip to the U.S. Tell me, though, is it good form to throw drinks at drivers of gas guzzlers-those polluters of my air or does one slash tires? Also, are those antismoker sprays aerosol? If so, there goes the ozone layer, and I get skin cancer. Is shin-kicking of aerosol wielders 'in," or do you cut off ties with scissors...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Letters, May 15, 1978 | 5/15/1978 | See Source »

Coach Loyal Park will throw his ace Larry (9-0) Brown on Friday, and double up with Timmy Clifford (4-2) and Steve Baloff (5-1) against the Big Red in the season finale...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Brandeis Brands Crimson Nine Again | 5/11/1978 | See Source »

...midgets were assigned to play opposite him this time around, and he comes up looking awfully short; both Peter Boyle (his corrupt predecessor as F.I.S.T. president) and Brian Dennehy (the non-union employer whom Rocky arm-twists into embracing the concept of trade unionism) look as though they could throw Stallone right through the nearest window. Instead, we are led to believe that Stallone's rise to power in the union is somehow grounded in his unique persuasive rhetorical abilities. One problem, however: like Stallone's Rocky, Stallone's Kovak can't really talk. He does, however, mumble...

Author: By Richard S. Weisman, | Title: The Rocky Road | 5/11/1978 | See Source »

From Kibbutz Hanita, the Lebanese border is just over the next hill, a grenade's throw away. Three high barbed-wire fences separate our kibbutz from the border. The fighting is reported to be as close as six miles away...

Author: By Mark A. Feldstein, | Title: Life Within the Bunker | 5/10/1978 | See Source »

When I began last month's march from the Quad, it took me quite a while to get used to the sound of my own voice, and at first the words stuck in my throat. Our slogans were embarrassingly simple, and yet, throwing inhibitions to the wind, I shouted them until I grew hoarse. All the while I kept looking at those around me, and scrutinizing those who were by my side. Here were people I knew, friends and schoolmates, people just like me, who had also struggled to throw off their inhibitions...

Author: By Bret Schundler, | Title: On Joining the Demo ... | 5/9/1978 | See Source »

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