Word: flatted
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Workaday Fatalism. Sixteen times the U.S. has rocketed men far into space without so much as a stubbed-toe casualty. There had been the heart-stopping suspense of Alan Shepard's first flat-arc flight in 1961, the terrifying uncertainty of John Glenn's reentry into the atmosphere in a heat-seared Mercury craft in 1962, and Gus Grissom's hairbreadth escape from drowning when his Liberty Bell 7 was swamped in the Atlantic. Then came the miraculously flawless series of ten Gemini trips, in which Americans repeatedly broke all records for survival in space, strolled blithely...
...painting-before being a war horse, a nude woman or some anecdote-is essentially a flat surface covered with colors arranged in a certain order," said one painter-polemicist, Maurice Denis, in 1890. Thus began the rapid but epic evolution in which representation was first blurred, then distorted, then broken into fragments and finally disappeared altogether in abstraction. The artists arrogated to themselves (as did the poets at the same time) the right to say what art was, with the added inference that if the viewer (or reader) did not understand it, that was his fault...
...films for a year and then making only one in four years. It is very simple. You start a film, and then after three weeks you stop-to see if the mediocre people who furnished the money are really behind you. If you see them hesitate, you leave them flat...
...earth passes through Saturn's equatorial plane and astronomers can get an edge-on view of the rings, their glow practically disappears. In place of their familiar, disklike shape, the rings appear as a faint, straight line, much like the side view of a phonograph record held flat at eye level...
...MacLeod lives in an Edinburgh flat, identified not by his name plate but by a passport-size portrait. He travels much of the year, preaching the lona ideal in a glass-shattering baritone that still needs no microphone to reach the farthest corner of the loftiest church. He bristles when addressed as "Sir," on the ground that ministers should not use hereditary titles-although he has no objection if his wife is called Lady MacLeod, since "she's not a minister." Elevation to the peerage has not changed his views. "I hope," he says, "that people will continue...