Word: creaking
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...depth of the U.S. involvement in Laos is not immediately apparent in the seedy, down-at-the-heels capital of Vientiane. There is none of the neon nightmare that Americans have brought to Bangkok, and the town does not creak under the weight of the U.S. military as does Saigon. One sees few Americans, and none in uniforms. In a few bars one may find the freewheeling, CIA-paid Air America pilots, the Lord Jims of Laos. But the main accent is French. The old ochre-colored colonial buildings with their big windows and high ceilings set the architectural style...
...happened." The streaming flaming narrative does lend flesh, bone, and color as the press blurb promises; it also jumbles events into a sequence as confusing as living it the first time through. The fine-honed skeleton of the Cox Report may stiffen in its structured divisions and categories, creak in its outline, but it does throw critical events into prominence and leave others in the gloom where they belong...
...Cliffies of the sixties put on their most productive crusade for coeducation in 1966 when the opening of Hilles Library to men that Fall saw the social barriers between Harvard and its sister begin to creak. In September separate registration was abolished, in the Spring Lamont fell, and two years later--all is undone...
Used to pacing production to months that had only four or five days off, industry has tended to adopt a new creak-and-crash cycle under the five-day week, holding to the old pace at the first part of a month, then trying desperately to catch up to quotas toward the end. Pravda cited a Tomsk factory that now turns out some 60 fans a day during the first week of the month, then heats up to 200 or more in the last - with a corresponding drop in quality. In the last-minute dither to meet quotas, workers...
...Shaw's plays have taken his death badly. The scenes creak at the joints. The wit sputters more often than it fizzes. The characters seem alive from the neck up only. St. Joan has not been spared. In a conscientious but lethargic revival at Manhattan's Lincoln Center Repertory Theater, the play drones on like a college seminar labeled "The Protestant Ethic and the Spirit of Nationalism, 1412-1431." In the title role, Diana Sands is earth-bound but never God-intoxicated, more of a common scold than an uncommon saint...