ellauri002.html on line 1659: USA: a great place for hamburgers,
but who'd want to live there.
ellauri117.html on line 469: An old couple shares a plain hamburger in a bar.
ellauri156.html on line 209: A second reason may be boredom. Something you my dear remaining readers know by now. It is one thing to fight battles in which the enemy is quickly overcome. But the besieging of Rabbah is a whole different kind of war. This battle will not be won so quickly. It will take time to starve the Ammonites to the point that they surrender. It is not a very exciting kind of war to wage. And while they wait, the Israelite soldiers (which includes David) have to pitch their tents outside the city, living in the open field. This is no picnic, and David knows it. David's attitude seems reflected in the advertising slogan of a major hamburger chain, “You deserve a break today.”
ellauri182.html on line 373: "hamburger", jeppi "jeep", maskari "mascara", plebbi from "plebeian =
ellauri198.html on line 116: Amerikka oli ällö paikka jo kun oltiin nuaaria. A great place for hamburgers but who'd wanna live there. Sarjasta True Detective tulee ilkeitä 80-luvun takautumia. Eise ollutkaan kuvattu Arkansoossa vaan Luisiaanassa. Häirizeviä matkijalintuja karkotettiin kotipesiltä haukkojen ja pöllöjen avulla, ei sentään kaadettu kannanhoidon nimissä kuin Audubonin lintuja tai työläisiä Republican Steelin pihalla.
ellauri222.html on line 803: British critics tend to regard the American predilection for Big Novels as a vulgar neurosis — like the American predilection for big cars or big hamburgers. Oh God, we think: here comes another sweating, free-dreaming maniac with another thousand-pager; here comes another Big Mac. First, Dos Passos produced the Great American Novel; now they all want one. Yet in a sense every ambitious American novelist is genuinely trying to write a novel called USA. Perhaps this isn’t just a foible; perhaps it is an inescapable response to America – twentieth-century America, racially mixed and mobile, twenty-four hour, endless, extreme, superabundantly various. American novels are big all right, but partly because America is big too. You need plenty of nerve, ink and energy to do justice to the place, and no one has made greater efforts than Saul Bellow. In 1976 Bellow was awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature, praised by the Swedes ‘for human understanding and subtle analysis of contemporary culture’. Many times in Bellow’s novels we are reminded that ‘being human’ isn’t the automatic condition of every human being. Like freedom or sanity, it is not a given but a gift, a talent, an accomplishment, an objective. The busiest sections of the Chicago bookstores, I noticed, were those marked ‘Personal Growth’.
xxx/ellauri124.html on line 142: "When I take April out it's usually to a hamburger place where we can stop and get a bite to eat, a lot of people don't even notice she is not a breathing person.
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