Word: biliously
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Some bilious editorial apologete will darkly ask: 'How does it happen that from the volunteers among our 80,000 military pilots, not one Catholic filtered through the Space Curtain?' 2) Some communion breakfast orator will harangue the Knights: '. . . Columbus et al. were of our faith. Are the Niñas, Pintas and Santa Marias of the cosmic seas to be piloted solely by heretic helmsmen?' 3) A Catholic educator will demand a look-see at the 566 'Who am I?' questions used in screening the fledgling spacemen. Were those questions slanted...
...neither of you knows anything about." Or: "Marriage is, perhaps, the only game of chance ever invented at which it is possible for both players to lose." Against religiosity, he thrust: "Too many people presume that they are full of the grace of God when they're only bilious." When readers complained that he was too harsh, he had a ready riposte: "I have not yet mastered the esoteric of choking a bad dog to death with good butter...
...curtain on the frowsiest-looking attic in years than it catapults upon the audience the most blisteringly vituperative character. While his better-born young wife (Mary Ure) bends over an ironing board and his working-class friend (Alan Bates) sprawls over the Sunday papers, Jimmy Porter looses his bilious scorn, like a revolving gun turret, on everything within range: art, religion, radio, Sunday, England and, again and again, his wife and mother-in-law. As minutely venomous as a wasp, as sweepingly violent as a whirlwind, his mockery sauced with self-pity, his growl subsiding in a whine, he brings...
...same wave band, in an attempt to turn Perón's recorded mouthings into a joke. "We are broadcasting from the heart of the fatherland," spouts Lux 45. "You mean from the liver," answers the anti-Perón transmitter, japing at the Peronistas' bilious tone. "Perón, our leader," chants Lux 45. "Juan Domingo Gunboat." corrects the loyal radio, recalling the dictator's undignified exit aboard a Paraguayan warship...
...Monroe, who has stopped off on her slow progress from the Ozarks to Hollywood to earn some carfare as a "chantoosie" in a third-rate nightclub. Murray quivers to his boot heels when Marilyn slithers onstage to sing That Old Black Magic in a nasal whine, while fluttering a bilious green scarf in a deadly parody of Hildegarde's continental airs and graces...