Word: dullness
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...prices took a dive in the mid-'80s, the good times stopped rolling. Edwards "was a sort of perpetual Santa Claus," says Ed Renwick, a professor of political science at Loyola University of New Orleans, "but now he's got to continually fight to balance the budget." That's dull work for a 66-year-old man who just took on a 29-year-old bride. "I will leave you as a politician," Edwards orated last week. "Sometime, hopefully, history will elevate me to the status of a statesman." Pending that, he may have to settle for King...
...rather than Einstein. Not only is he the biggest drag on the ticket, he did not even have the most stage time. it's Einstein who is the real hero and mouthpiece of the play. Einstein's voice rings the clearest and strongest throughout, while Picasso remains boorish and dull. But who would go see Einstein at the Lapin Agile? In addition, Martin would be much better off losing his dumb seventies throw-back sex jokes, rather than trying to put a twist on the average, middle-school fiction writing project...
...workers and refugees agree that much of the most vicious killing was done not by the army but by Hutu death squads, called the interahamwe ("those who attack together"). These are young men in street clothes, armed with anything from a screwdriver to an Uzi to a machete, a dull gleam in their eyes and a whistle around their neck. If one spotted a Tutsi family emerging from hiding and trying to flee, he blew his whistle, and his comrades sealed off any escape. "If you look in their eyes," says Daniel Bellamy of the U.N. High Commission for Refugees...
...have now been tainted by scandal and are distinguished across the land only by the weight loss of their skipper. (Their apparent recipe for success: delicious shakes for breakfast and lunch and a sensible meal for dinner.) The Angels bought two division titles in the 1980s but now flounder, dull and colorless...
Despite such flaws, Certain Trumpets moves along perkily, if only because Wills is incapable of writing a really dull page. The author has a splendid ability to characterize his subjects. He reminds us, for example, that Washington was as accomplished an autodidact as Lincoln and that the famous portraits of the Father of our Country as an unsmiling, po-faced stuffed shirt do an injustice to someone whose contemporaries thought him the livest of wires, even in a room with the likes of Franklin and Jefferson...