The romance of hockey speaks to a small, hyper-diplomatic nation's need for tough heroes, who can hold their own in a zero-sum game. It says, “Don't mistake the gentleness of our small, peaceable, multicultural nation for a congenital ...
Weird Tit-for-tat [electronic Resource]: the Game of Our Lives
Mrs Pearce, Higgins' housekeeper, sees trouble in their plans straight away. Mrs Peace complains to her boss: “You must be reasonable, Mr Higgins: really you must. You can't walk over everybody like this.” Mrs Pearce is right to feel ...
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“I know this may sound unusual, but do you mind if I have a seat?” he asked. ... Maybe I'm just trying to be friendly, and you're calling me odd. Is that what you think of friendly people? That they're odd?” Tit for tat.
This must seem awfully strange to you. But . . . does anything . ... Maybe I'm just trying to be friendly, and you're calling me odd. Is that what you think of friendly people? That they're odd?” Tit for tat. He didn't seem so harmful.
“ Touch what ? My legs ? No , you can't touch my legs ! Heavens , Bill ! " “ Not touch touch them ! Goodness ! ” He walked on , slightly embarrassed . “ Are they warm or anything . I mean , can you feel anything different in them ?
Here he enters a dark game of knives and double-crosses. Trapped in the ice-bound fortress, mastery of the sword is no longer enough. This is a different kind of war: one of shadows and whispered threats.