Word: drawling
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...strength between the forces of Lyndon Johnson and Bobby Kennedy. Former Governor Buford Ellington, 59, a friend of the President's who resigned in January as director of the Office of Emergency Planning, faced wealthy Nashville Lawyer John Jay Hooker Jr., 35, whose style is Kennedy with a drawl, a manner he acquired from Bobby and the late President. While Ellington stressed his experience, Hooker would intone, his right hand chopping the air: "I want every man, woman and child to pass the word that a new day has dawned for Tennessee...
...until reeled the mind." Our sentences no longer run backward (or hardly ever), but the spoofs continue. More recently, The New Yorker commented on our occasional tendency to use active, colorful verbs, and claimed that people in our pages always "groan, coo, snarl, taunt, thunder, chortle, crack, intone, growl, drawl," etc. The same article suggested that the reason for TIME'S liveliness can be found in the masthead, which lists dozens of female researchers whose "pulse-quickening" presence "peps up TIME'S denizens." TIME'S masthead also fascinated Playwright William Saroyan, who had a character...
...Tennessee's top job is John Jay Hooker Jr., 35, a stylish, well-heeled Nashville attorney and longtime friend of Bobby Kennedy's who headed the abortive 1961 tractors-for-freedom committee to bail out Castro's Bay of Pigs prisoners. Along with a Southern drawl, Hooker manages a touch of Boston brogue, has a handsome wife who expects to have a baby, Kennedy-style, around the August primary...
Buckley, whose forte is devastating repartee delivered in a droll drawl, intends to conduct a debate with or without Kennedy. Indeed, he keeps writing about Kennedy in his column, "On the Right," carried in 148 papers. Last week he had a piece titled "The Inevitability of Bobby Kennedy," which reported with some humor and without alarm that Bobby is headed for higher things...
...Lady Bracknell, Emily Levine cavorts in a high, aristocratic drawl. She is so consistently funny that the audience begins to laugh before she has done anything, and they applaud deliriously at the end of the first scene. But she is one stage too much of the time to act like a five-minute walk-on. Never is she completely brought into the play or even into her own role...