Word: drabs
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...determination to avert a nationwide steel strike last week, Lyndon Johnson tried just about everything. He summoned both sides from Pittsburgh, installed them in Room 2751 of the Executive Office Building across the street from the White House, and posted guards outside the drab chamber to keep newsmen and lobbyists away. At his prompting, industry and union bargainers labored as long as 1½1 hours a day. As the strike deadline loomed, Johnson cut the lunchtime lag by sending in steaks and ice cream "to keep them hard at it." Toward week's end he talked direly...
...LOOKING GLASS WAR, by John le Carré. The author sends another ungim-micky thriller out to fight the cold war with James Bond. Grey East Germany and red-taped London are again the settings, and the spy is another drab, lonely...
...wipers and a virtually foolproof heater. It also reversed the Ford policy of "the choice of any color as long as it was black." It came in colors whose names would make today's automotive palette seem pale indeed-Moleskin Brown, Andalusite Blue, Cigarette Cream, Mulberry Maroon, Chicle Drab. The job of the restorer is to return the car as close to factory condition as possible. Many of the cars are rescued from the junk heap; others are bought from philistines who have put in engines from other cars and replaced original with makeshift parts. To discover...
...serious infatuation with impecunious Old Boy Stephen Hunter, their long awaited red-letter day turns out to be a nightmare: Stephen is impotent except when he is asleep. The result is that everybody suffers the penalties of adulterous anguish without ever tasting any of its furtive thrills in this drab, oddly flat, moral tale, and Camp's followers to the end are left to sigh with Sarah's spouse: "The world would be a far happier place if people weren't always analyzing their motives and ventilating their complexes...
...East Germany as on the efforts of a scorned and inferior arm of British intelligence ("the Department") to haul itself back into the Establishmentarian swim on Leiser's shoulders. With a typically British mixture of ineptness and guile, the seven men who still operate the Department in the drab house on Blackfriars' Road, jostle for position, portentously con "the Minister" for a bigger budget, extra limousines, higher status. And on Cambridge Circus, another and superior division of British intelligence cynically sees the whole exercise as a chance to get rid of an inferior nuisance. "The Circus" provides only...