At first I was nearly roasted out, for I lay against one side of the camp, and felt the heat reflected not only from the birch-bar...k above, but from the side; and again I remembered the sufferings of the Jesuit missionaries, and what extremes of heat and cold the Indians were said to endure. I struggled long between my desire to remain and talk with them and my impulse to rush out and stretch myself on the cool grass; and when I was about to take the last step, Joe, hearing my murmurs, or else being uncomfortable himself, got up and partially dispersed the fire. I suppose that that is Indian manners,--to defend yourself.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
This might be the end of the world. If Joe lost we were back in slavery and beyond help. It would all be true, the accusations tha...t we were lower types of human beings. Only a little higher than apes. True that we were stupid and ugly and lazy and dirty and, unlucky and worst of all, that God Himself hated us and ordained us to be hewers of wood and drawers of water, forever and ever, world without end.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
In short, camp mocks bad taste; kitsch exploits it. Camp arouses our sense of the ridiculous and we respond with amused tolerance.... When we see Bette Davis or Ruth Gordon, fine if sometimes flamboyant performers, relax their self-discipline and overextend their acting technique in a superfluity of ineffective gestures--finger-twitching and hip-switching, hand-rubbing or hip-protruding--we label the sum total as camp. Mae West, whose nasally provocative delivery, eye-rolling, lip-pursing, and pelvic tics parody the conventional invitation to dalliance, is never out of control and is camp, pure and simple.... Camp was also the stock-in-trade of Carmen Miranda, whose retina-searing Technicolor get-ups, skyscraper headdresses bearing a season's fruit harvest, clomping platform shoes and garbled English projected in a voice that could be heard on Mars all came together beautifully in her campy personification of Exaggeration. Had we been blessed with the Brazilian Bombshell's own blazing interpretation of Joan of Arc, the grotesque, if fascinating, result would surely have been kitsch.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
As we meet here at Camp David we ask people of all faiths to pray with us that peace and justice may result from these deliberatio...ns.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
All of us recognize the great benefits to our own nation and to the world of a strong and progressive Iran. Your support of the Ca...mp David accords and your encouragement of the leaders who are or may be involved in consummating the peace effort would be very valuable.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Lead bullets flattened by human teeth have been found on the camp site. Soldiers who had been caught stealing food from nearby far...ms customarily chewed on a bullet as the lash was laid on their bare backs.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Gone are the days when my heart was young and gay, Gone are my friends from the cotton fields away,... Gone from the earth to a better land I know, I hear their gentle voices calling "Old Black Joe."LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
If you complain of people being shot down in the streets, of the absence of communication or social responsibility, of the rise of... everyday violence which people have become accustomed to, and the dehumanization of feelings, then the ultimate development on an organized social level is the concentration camp.... The concentration camp is the final expression of human separateness and its ultimate consequence. It is organized abandonment.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »