Word: bloodshot
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...swings as soon as she sees the White Hunter she calls Bill Buncher: "A powerful red-faced man with very pale blue eyes, slightly bloodshot from staring out over the vast open spaces he inhabited professionally, he bowed and sank into a chair. He went down massively, like a wounded elephant." Tiny is staggered by his fee-$1,800, which includes native servants, gear, a car and a truck. But since it is an anniversary present, her husband insists on their having a "luxury" safari...
...here. Why don't you give me a party with no writers, only beautiful women?" Late that Saturday night, after the party, Thomas showed up at his favorite tavern, the White Horse, a dark-paneled, homey bar on the western outskirts of Greenwich Village. His eyes were glazed, bloodshot, heavy-lidded...
...Secretary's grey suit showed the wear & tear of travel, his blown grey hair needed a trim, his eyes behind the spectacles were bloodshot. But his energy seemed undiminished. Briskly he greeted a small group of friends and-dignitaries, then hurried to a waiting limousine, bound for an immediate report to the White House. Long after his departure, the plane was still unloading exotic items of luggage: rugs, tapestries, brass coffee tables and other gifts from newfound Middle Eastern friends...
...Even Break, a W. C. Fields nightcap, is long, loaded, and likely to leave its imbiber dizzy. In swift succession, Fields falls out of an airplane and into a romance, he rushes an innocent woman to a maternity hospital, and he intimidates every child who comes under his bloodshot eye. The excuse for it all is a bone of a plot which casts him as that improbable character, W. C. Fields. A beery, sneering bum with a face like a malignant baby, Fields pauses only long enough to allow his protege, perennial-adolescent Gloria Jean, to catch up with...
...first U.S. soldier across the line was Private Carl W. Kirchenhausen of New York City, who was drafted two years ago, and whose father [now dead] had fled from Hitler's Germany to New York. He faced a battery of cameras with dull, bloodshot eyes, then ducked into the reception tent. Once there, he said stolidly: "I'm glad it came true...