Word: aghast
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...when they heard of Kennedy's assassination. They went sadly back to her studio, there saw her 1961 Kennedy Family. It had been returned from a West Coast gallery where a fellow artist had playfully drilled the Jack Kennedy doll in the chest with a pistol. Aghast but fascinated, Bergman bought the work after Marisol had repaired...
...first tax advantage nearly fells Morley. Spaatz tells him that it would be economically advisable for him to marry-and the helpful tax man even supplies a woman: the city's leading whore (Chris Richard). Morley is aghast. "To marry a woman would be a betrayal of my identity," he whines as he minces about in an elephantine parody of homosexuality. But marry he does, and he is transformed by Chayefskyean legerdemain into a happy, prospective father. To his considerable grief, the child is stillborn. Meantime, with his tax man spurring him on, Morley has acquired a corporate identity...
...presenting Admiral Gorshkov as a real tough guy, you write: "While his aides looked on aghast in Agra last week, he seized a thick, six-foot-long python in his strong hands and draped it over his shoulders." I am afraid you were misled by the photographer. Maybe the admiral is not so tough. The snake in the picture is the same one put on my shoulder just the other day by the Indian fellow who supplies it for 130 or one rupee...
...author of that threatening boast walked up to a snake charmer in the Indian city of Agra last week and, while his aides looked on aghast, seized a thick, six-foot-long python in his strong hands and draped it over his shoulders. Making a ten-day tour of India, the commander of the Russian navy was acting like the traditional sailor on shore leave. He viewed the Taj Mahal by moonlight, visited the Nehru Museum and the site where Mahatma Gandhi's body was cremated, and shopped for souvenirs. But Admiral Sergei Georgievich Gorshkov's trip to India...
Guilt Ghetto. Then there was one fictitious Charles Darnay, "who had been born, bred and marinated in his white liberalism." Darnay was aghast when his son Sidney returned from the New Left conference in Chicago in a decidedly illiberal frame of mind after being denounced by Black Power advocates. " 'I'm sick of being called a genocidal maniac!' young Sidney shouted. 'Sh-sh,' cautioned his mother. 'The liberals next door may hear you, and then we won't get invited to any more cocktail parties.' 'I'm sick of living...