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Shumsky--who has frequently aroused Driskell's ire this semester, most notably when he bashed the council's proposed Spirit Week--strolled down the aisle to receive his award and wrapped Driskell in a bear-hug...

Author: By David C. Newman, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Council Ends Semester With Awards, Goofs | 5/15/2000 | See Source »

...someone who owns the joint. It's good to be the mayor. And, for Pappas, it's necessary to connect with voters in a physical, almost sexual way. A handshake and a brisk "How'm I doin'?", a la former Mayor Ed Koch, is not enough. Pappas has to bear-hug you, squeezing all the love and loyalty from your body into his. He's a vampire whose lifeblood is the unconditional emotional endorsement of everyone in the city...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: CINEMA: IT'S GOOD TO BE THE MAYOR! | 2/19/1996 | See Source »

...never practiced what he preached. As the personal acquaintance of twelve Presidents, Lippmann was the leading exemplar of what Columnist Colgman McCarthy calls "hobnobbery journalism." But he had become disillusioned in his 70s when Lyndon Johnson, with flattery and lies, with private lunches and birthday gifts, had tried to bear-hug Lippmann into supporting the Viet Nam War. "Every time I pull my chair nearer that guy," L.B.J. complained, "he pulls his chair farther away...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Newswatch Thomas Griffith: The Danger of Hobnobbery Journalism | 8/8/1983 | See Source »

Somewhere around Savannah, you begin to smell it. You peel yourself out of the car for a Mountain Dew while the gas man pumps it full of unleaded, and it grabs you like a Dick Butkus bear-hug. You smell it, you taste it, and then you feel it: summer is coming--you are going to Florida...

Author: By Bruce Schoenfeld, | Title: Join the Pilgrimage! Florida Over Spring Break | 3/14/1981 | See Source »

Costa is also a man of vigor and passion. A hardy, 200-pounder who keeps fit doing knee bends and arm exercises, he once gave a bear-hug abraco to an old army chum and cracked two of the officer's ribs. He is just as good at cracking knuckles. When, as commander of the military, he finally accepted the dinner invitation of a particularly insistent congressional deputy, he arrived at an opulent apartment on Copacabana beach, watched silently after dinner while his host showed off a gallery of possessions: 50 suits, 25 pairs of shoes, bulky silverware...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Brazil: The Testing Place | 4/21/1967 | See Source »

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