Word: awed
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...raiders. Unlike Consciousness I, Consciousness II people are aware of the erosion of the American Dream. But they are equally out of date. For they still seek and glorify "power, success, rewards, competence," above all the control of nature by man. They will have nothing to do with "awe, mystery, helplessness, magic...
When his style is working, though, Perelman can be so funny it's almost awe-inspiring. What can one say about the words he sprinkles through the book, always in impeccably proper context: words like dyspnea, archimandrite, steatopygous, and eisteddfod? And what would Dickens have given to use this description of a bellhop at an old Hollywood hotel: "a stoop-shouldered, overworked wraith with an air of patient resignation like that of Zasu Pitts." Perelman is making a pass at a beautiful colleen (all his women are beautiful but for lips or nostrils that are a trifle too sensuous...
...three of its meets with ease. But the opponents-Hartwick, Syracuse, and Colgate-are hardly teams that inspire awe. Ritson missed the Hartwick meet because of a pulled muscle, but he appears to have recovered...
...promoted by Radcliffe is a dreadful illusion, and one which if taken seriously can keep us not only from developing our own possibilities, but from relating to other women. The contempt and distrust women have for each other, even when they are "friends," is the counterpart of the excessive awe we feel towards men, and part of what makes us sense that we would be utterly desolate without a man in our lives...
WITH a mixture of awe, resentment and reverential hope appropriate for a demanding deity, scores of politicians are once again laying their treasure at the feet of television cameras in a biennial rite of electronic personality adjustment. Victory is the goal. The byproduct could be a constructive discussion of America's problems, but it has increasingly become a contest of bank accounts and artful contrivance...