Word: emotionlessly
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Suitably depressed by this, we go on to read in What Have I Done? about an invasion of Earth by a strange emotionless race from outer space. These visitors would much prefer to take over in the manner of Communists, craftily and without violence. They get the lowly manager of an unemployment agency to teach them how to make like Earthlings. This fellow teaches them compassion, and thus foils the plot. But alas, these poor visitors were never taught how deceitful we Earthlings really are, and they must "go down beneath the ravening fury of rending and destroying man always...
...Mission. Few men ever approached aviation with more devotion to that job. Fred Rentschler thinks, talks, breathes and dreams engines. Like an engine himself, his tall (6 ft. 2), lithe-muscled figure is as straight as a master rod, his face, which looks younger than his 63 years, as emotionless as a cylinder head. Like an engine, he carries a normal workload easily and can turn on extra power when needed. A shy man, he seems to shrink from human contact, uses memos to notify his top men of raises. Even United Aircraft's President H. M. ("Jack") Horner...
...likable Actor Ford, who, with Hogan's coaching, also gives a good imitation of the master's golfing technique. But Follow the Sun humanizes its hero mostly by picturing him as an introvert who always wanted, deep down, to be liked by the crowd, despite the emotionless surface he displays as a grim perfectionist on the links. This view of Hogan, which seems somewhat romanticized, pays off with an extra dividend of surefire appeal: the golfer's realization, as messages of sympathy and encouragement pour into the hospital, that people really care...
This week Albers' emotionless abstractions went on exhibition in two Manhattan galleries at once. They were composed mostly of straight lines and right angles, thinly painted in pure colors. Coming at a time when many abstractionists content themselves with syrup, tar, mustard, muscle and a soup spoon, Albers' reticent craftsmanship was a welcome change of diet-thin, but digestible...
...floppy polka-dot bow tie opened and closed their mouths like goldfish sending up bubbles from the bottom of a murky aquarium. The sound of their voices was drowned out by the thumping and puffing of six poker-faced young men behind them, who played their instruments with loud, emotionless precision. In the darkness out front several hundred listeners crowded around small tables, stood three deep at the bar, or sat in straight-backed chairs in an upholstered bull pen. On the mirror in the far corner of the Royal Roost, foot-high enamel letters spelled out "Metropolitan Bopera House...