Word: droops
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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That was impolite, to say the least. Britain's Jaguar was represented by four of its new droop-snoot E-type cars; Germany's Porsche entered five cars-and then there were the U.S. challengers. After years of listening to those cracks about "Detroit Iron," both Chevrolet and Ford were on hand-and obviously yearning for a U.S. victory...
Artful Euivocqations are even worse; lynx-eyed sly little rascals that we are, we see right through them. (Up to Exam #40. Then our lynx-eyelids droop, and grading habits relax. Try to get on the bottom of the pile.) Again, it is not that A.E.'s are vicious or ludicrous as such: but in quantity they become sheer madness. Or induce it. "The 20th Century has never recovered from the effects of Marx and Freud" (V.G.); "but whether this is a good thing or a bad is difficult to say" (A.E.). Now, one might be droll enough...
...China is wonderful, wait till you meet Mao. He is revered in Snow's China like no one since Confucius. He speaks in witty epigrams, travels humbly among the people, even wears old cotton socks that droop charmingly around his ankles. Mao's dearest wish, Snow reports, is to visit the U.S., if only to swim the Potomac. And though Snow argues that the U.S. ought to quit its "aggressive outposts" like Formosa, Japan, South Viet Nam and South Korea, he sees the rude failure to invite Mao over for a visit as the "great error...
...lack the dignity of the great beast, but he shares all of its innate mournfulness. His flappy ears droop dispiritedly. His baleful eyes are broody with hurt. His massive brow (receding hair) puckers with pain. He is the most excruciatingly funny anatomy of melancholy on Broadway. His wife has just told him that in advanced middle age, he is about to enter second fatherhood. Ford trumpets his dismay: "When he gets out of college, I'll be going on 83-if he's smart." Never Too Late is a one-gag all-night laugh show. That...
Artful Equivocations are even worse; lynx-eyed sly little rascals that we are, we see right through them. (Up to Exam #40. Then our lynx-eyelids droop, and grading habits relax. Try to get on the bottom of the pile.) Again, it is not that A.E.'s are vicious or ludicrous as such: but in quantity they become sheer madness. Or induce it. "The 20th Century has never recovered from the effects of Marx and Freud" (V.G.); "but whether this is a good thing or a bad is difficult to say" (A.E.). Now, one such might be droll enough...