ellauri051.html on line 1322: 722 Where the panther walks to and fro on a limb overhead, where the buck turns furiously at the hunter, 722 Missä pantteri kävelee raajan päällä edestakaisin, missä takki kääntyy kiivaasti metsästäjää kohti,
ellauri051.html on line 1508: 906 On our lower-gun-deck two large pieces had burst at the first fire, killing all around and blowing up overhead. 906 Alemmalla tykkikannellamme kaksi suurta kappaletta oli räjähtänyt ensimmäisessä tulipalossa tappaen kaikkialta ja räjähtäen pään yläpuolella.
ellauri051.html on line 1543: 940 A few large stars overhead, silent and mournful shining, 940 Muutama suuri tähti yläpuolella, hiljainen ja surullinen loistaa,
ellauri053.html on line 1401: And ran down from the chambers to let overhead
ellauri082.html on line 147: After the A.F.R. releases roaches into his giant glass tumbler, Orin cuts a deal with the A.F.R. and gives them the tape in return for letting him live. (He’s apparently still alive on p. 14.) The A.F.R. uses the tape to set off some sort of intracontinental conflagaration (16: “some sort of ultra-mach fighter too high overhead to hear slices the sky from south to north”) which apparently topples the Gentle administration (n114: “[Y.G. is] the very last year of Subsidized Time”).
ellauri160.html on line 62: And I tried to hear the monkeys in your lofty far-off sky. The monkeys make sorrowful noise overhead.
ellauri196.html on line 216: Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead Antaa lendekoiden kierrellä pään päällä ulisten,
ellauri236.html on line 194: As I have mentioned already, No Orchids enjoyed its greatest vogue in 1940, though it was successfully running as a play till some time later. It was, in fact, one of the things that helped to console people for the boredom of being bombed. Early in the war the New Yorker had a picture of a little man approaching a news-stall littered with paper with such headlines as ‘Great Tank Battles in Northern France’, ‘Big Naval Battle in the North Sea’, ‘Huge Air Battles over the Channel’, etc., etc. The little man is saying ‘Action Stories, please’. That little man with his little dick stood for all the drugged millions to whom the world of the gangster and the prize-ring is more ‘real’, more ‘tough’, than such things as crucifixions, wars, revolutions, earthquakes, famines, genocides, holocausts and pestilences. From the point of view of a reader of Action Stories, a description of the London blitz, or of the internal struggles of the European underground parties, would be ‘sissy stuff’. On the other hand, some puny gun-battle in Chicago, resulting in perhaps half a dozen deaths, would seem genuinely ‘tough’. This habit of mind is now extremely widespread. A soldier sprawls in a muddy trench, with the machine-gun bullets crackling a foot or two overhead, and whiles away his intolerable boredom by reading an American gangster story. And what is it that makes that story so exciting? Precisely the fact that people are shooting at each other with machine-guns! Neither the soldier nor anyone else sees anything curious in this. It is taken for granted that an imaginary bullet is more thrilling than a real one. (But note one difference: they get a whacking pile of money and loads of wet twat for it.)
ellauri324.html on line 269: The electricity is distributed via overhead lines, due to an underinvestment in infrastructure: last month, I lost power for over 36 hours because it got a little windy (the world headquarters of Apple, Facebook, and Google are within a ten mile radius of my place). When I ride my bike to the local supermarket this evening, I will have to be careful not to slip on a large and growing patch of gravel on a road that hasn’t been repaired for many years: this, in one of the wealthiest parts of the wealthiest country in the world.
ellauri324.html on line 285: Edit 2: There appears to be evidence that it was uninsulated overhead powerlines, such as the ones in my photo, which led to the fires in Maui, which killed hundreds of people.
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