Word: blarneyer
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...today in his Parkinson's-induced silence, Ali has had time to sift through the Muslim blarney and has returned to the more generous wisdom of the late Malcolm X, whom he regrets having deserted. "Malcolm was a very, very great man," he tells the author in his now halting speech. Odessa Clay's sweetness has manifestly overwhelmed Cassius Clay Sr.'s blather, and there is nothing left about their son not to like. At which point Remnick trips, for the first and only time, on his way out the door by tacking on a routine death-of-boxing editorial...
...easy-talking, homily-spinning Barksdale--think of him as the anti-Gates--is the DOJ's dream witness and Redmond's biggest nightmare. His blarney is irresistible. Too bad there's no jury to hear...
...would grow to six tons, with nine mechanical arms, some having as many as 11 segments," along with video and still cameras, strobes, thrusters, suction picker and collections drawers, all controllable through 8,000 ft. of complex cable. Thompson's driving intellect pushed the technology, and his flatfooted, no-blarney confidence persuaded a consortium of Columbus businessmen to put up very large chunks of money. By the summer of 1987, the submersible was diving in deep water, to a large wooden wreck spotted by the expedition's sonar. Men and machinery worked beautifully, but what they proved was that...
...mass audience has paid scant attention to films about the Irish Troubles, but this one may find friends precisely because it renounces political nuance for emotional bullying and old Hollywood-style blarney. The movie's forebears are '30s Warner Bros. melodramas like Kid Galahad (a fighter and his trainer KO the crooks) and Angels with Dirty Faces (the Dead End Kids learn who's the real tough guy). The Boxer could even be a Going My Way without priests--it's that hokey...
...points, The Mollusk strays from the misguided water creature stories, coming alive on songs that happily reject oceanic representation for unadorned raucousness and personal sentiment. "The Blarney Stone" is an Irish pub romp of sex and drunken chicanery ("Who's that girl, that pretty young thing/After I fuck her she'll get up and sing/Sharpen your boot, bludgeon your eye/The Blarney Stone brings a tear to me eye") that sticks out like a sore thumb. Tapping into a similar stylistic tradition, "Waving My Dick In The Wind" hastily ponders loneliness in a humorous jaunt...