Word: clingingly
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Even as late as the McCarthy period, the Globefelt forced to cling to its policy of vigorously dodging controversy. James Morgan, then editor of the editorial page, feared the Globe would lose a huge block of readers if it came out against McCarthy. He adopted a policy of silence. Says Whipple, who as an ex-Communist was no McCarthy sympathizer, "We tried to express ourselves between the lines rather than...
...King Berenger learns in his last 90 minutes is an existential truism: one dies alone, with no quarter given and no help available. The only person who begs the king to cling to life is his succulently attractive second wife, young Queen Marie (Patricia Conolly). The pompous court physician is professionally adamant about the exactitude of his countdown to death, and the carping old crone (Eva Le Gallienne) who was the king's first wife adopts a get-on-with-it tone...
...year-old Yiddish typewriter, writing of dubious demons and Polish shtetls (Jewish villages) that disappeared before he was born. Is he, at 63, the greatest living 19th century novelist-author of titles as blatantly old-fashioned as The Family Moskat? Is he a Jewish Hawthorne? No labels quite cling to a writer who was too long regarded as just a quaint retailer of legends...
...pairs them off, asks them to "converse" by slapping each other's arms and shoulders. In "the Gunther sandwich," one student lies face-down on a sheet; two others kneel beside him, pound his legs, buttocks and back with their hands. Then the three stretch out and cling to each other. Gunther's "hero sandwich" has the entire class of 35 people cuddle in one tight row, regardless...
...physics lecture surrounded by splinters of electronic music, or a description of the circumcision rites of remote African tribes described by a dry, rustling voice like the crumbling of yellowed paper." On the city's famed markets in the fall: "Rows of hare-gray, attenuated Gothic sculptures-cling to the portals of butcher shops, flanked by pheasants whose brilliant tail feathers swing and whip in the breeze...