Word: expressionless
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...circular, windowless grass hut, echoing through the surrounding jungle. Sometimes, instead of the roaring laughter, there might be a fit of giggling. When a tribesman looked into such a hut, he saw no cause for merriment. The laugher was lying ill, exhausted by his guffaws, his face now an expressionless mask. He had no idea that he had laughed, let alone why. New Guinea's Fore (pronounced foray) tribe was afflicted by a deadly foe. It was kuru, the laughing death, a creeping horror hitherto unknown to medicine...
...District Court one day last week, gazed slowly over the faces before him. Reino Hayhanen, testifying as a Government witness, told the court that he had come to the U.S. five years ago as a Soviet spy. His boss? Hayhanen pointed a pudgy finger at the expressionless, bird-faced man on trial for his life: Colonel Rudolph Ivanovich Abel, 55, a painter of modest talents, who was picked up by the FBI last summer, accused of being Russia's No. 1 spy in the U.S. (TIME...
N.Y.U.'s Donald P. Spence and George S. Klein, working with Sweden's Gudmund J. W. Smith, flashed a line drawing of an expressionless male face on a screen. They asked their 20 subjects to note how the expression of the face changed. Then they intermittently alternated the unchanging face with the word "angry" in one series of exposures and "happy" in another. The words were flashed on the screen for only a few thousandths of a second, too briefly for the subjects to be aware of what they were seeing. Consciously, the subjects could see only...
...chartered plane, portable Mimeograph, and closed-circuit telephone speech, has developed a refreshingly American-primitive quality. The beautiful little Oregon hamlets with their graceful maples, vivid green lawns, handsome courthouses, the little kids crying or laughing unconcernedly as the candidate drones on, old men sitting on benches with expressionless faces, sucking on their pipes, housewives carrying their groceries-all of this is a mellow throwback, reminiscent as a Currier and Ives print, to the pre-electronic-age campaigns...
Ploddingly, patiently, Sevier stitched his case together. Marine training regulations were entered in the record. A witness recited the tide tables. The court made a trip to the scene of the Ribbon Creek tragedy; Sergeant McKeon stood with his judges on the grassy bank, and stared expressionless into the dark water. Back in the steaming auditorium, survivors of Platoon 71 told of the death march. When he first joined Platoon 71, Private Earl Grabowski, 18, had been known as a crybaby; now, with manful calm, he told of the march, sparing neither McKeon, the platoon nor the Marine Corps. Said...