Word: finger
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Thirty-Dome Command. The real news of the conference was in the clearly evident new stature of the governors-both collectively and individually-in the affairs of the nation. A White House aide put his finger on it: "In the President's mind, there are three U.S. governing bodies: the Senate, the House and the governors'." As head of the Republican Party, Ike had another good reason to go to Seattle last week: under 30 statehouse domes, Republicans are in command...
...furnace-bright colors. "Nobody else can do these things," he cries, pointing to the tortured convolutions on a nude drawing. "Who would dare? I am a being with antenna. I receive with my senses." But when the mood is right, he can turn to exquisite watercolor flowers, little "finger exercises" done with a delicate brush and a gardener's calm appreciation...
...highway in a wide and orderly stream, passing and repassing like strands in a braided belt. The drivers will have nothing to do; they can sleep or play cards or stare at the flowing road. Then some irregularity-an electronic failure or a blown front tire-pokes a mischievous finger into the smooth system. The dreaming drivers awake only when their cars are already piling in great, mangled heaps...
...over the most controversial royal romance since that of Edward VIII and Wally Simpson. IF THEY WANT TO MARRY, WHY SHOULDN'T THEY? demanded Lord Beaverbrook's Sunday Express, an old champion of Edward's romance. But the austere Church of England Newspaper, shook a stern finger.. Princess Margaret, it warned, "is a dutiful churchwoman who knows what strong views leaders of the church hold in this matter . . . The thought of the religious principle concerned might cause to some the very deepest suffering...
...individual episodes themselves are sometimes magnificently caught. There is the cold insanity of the wounded moray as it fights the spear, and glares hate from what is surely the most evil eye in creation. There is the merry jig of the infant octopus, no bigger than a finger, as it watches the underwater world it will inherit through the lucent membrane of its natal sac. There is the grave pavane of the beruffled nudibranchs, tiny fish that swirl among moving fronds like bright dancers in an oriental court. And there is the fish that walks, the fish that is nothing...