Word: clawing
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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Ronald Reagan, it is now plain, cannot cut taxes as he has and buy all the military hardware he wants. His silver tongue has not won the hard hearts of Wall Street. Older Americans, who adored Reagan as one of their own battling inflation, are ready to claw him to death if he threatens Social Security and other entitlement programs, which must be cut if he is to restrain federal spending...
...precious topsoil. Then, every week with uncanny regularity, gentle showers brushed the new shoots. The temperature never went over 100° F, and every evening cool air formed in the swales and spread protectively over the young plants. The moisture choked the grasshopper hatch. Tornadoes and hail, which can claw the land raw in seconds, never materialized. Out of 25 summer thunderstorms, only one was manly enough to ruffle the oats and alfalfa of Adair County...
...such items were priorities for the White House staff as it planned last week's double date for Anwar, Jihan, Ronnie and Nancy. It was the first state dinner in the Reagan Administration at which men wore business suits instead of black tie. Not a shrimp or crab claw was to be seen. But the Reagans' high style was very much in evidence, reinforcing their reputation as the best partygivers at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue since the Kennedys...
...Harvard came back. "We fought back tooth and claw in that first game," designated hitter Chicarello said. With reliever Mike Smerczynski derailing the Quakers, the Crimson pulled to within 5-4 on two singles, a walk, and a two-run single by Brad Bauer, a two-base error by Penn's Paul Kupeha and a triple by Chicarello. And when Allard singled home Bauer with one out in the seventh, the score was tied...
...additional five seconds to reproduce it and just an instant more to top it. He curled his mouth so it looked like a squeezed citrus. His eyelids shut down like blinds, into a squint, his hands shriveled into a kind of angular cupped shape, somewhere between a claw and a crotch, and he started throwing off lines from Amadeus. He became, in almost supersonic succession, the man at the neighboring table, then the character he has been playing in Peter Shaffer's smash Broadway play and, finally, some wonderfully stylized hybrid of them both. Then, suddenly, McKellen laughed...