Word: flutterer
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...vote, brash, nightclub-pallid John J. Miller is precocious enough to be Broadway's most scurrilous keyhole peeper. For Manhattan's National Enquirer (circ. 119,055), a Sunday tabloid ("The World's Liveliest Paper") that caters to subway society with a churnful of cheesecake, a flutter of racing tips and leering feature stories (LANA TURNER: A GIRL NEEDS MORE THAN A BOSOM), Miller writes what is probably the yeastiest scandal column printed anywhere. Besides his own bylined sinerama each week, thick-set ("six feet when I stand up straight") John Miller also grinds out five other Enquirer...
Lacking a royal family to twitter about, Washington society made do last week by hoking up a heart flutter between Mrs. Alben Berkley, 45, widow of the onetime Vice President, and cue-bald Speaker of the House Sam Rayburn, 75. Bachelor (since a brief 1927 marriage) Rayburn, who squired the lady to Senator Lyndon Johnson's 49th birthday party last week, was not talking, but Jane Barkley was: "For heaven's sake! I enjoy his company immensely, and that's that...
...prewar graces are gone. Over the pea-green waters of the 500-year-old, moss-and lichen-encrusted Imperial Moat, big-winged black butterflies flutter languidly. Within the Imperial Palace grounds (visited by 700,000 Japanese yearly) swarms of graceful scarlet dragonflies dip and glitter in the sunshine. In tiny rock gardens behind the bamboo walls of private homes, artificial fountains gurgle, and tiny bells tinkle to the slightest breeze. Traffic cops, sweating in their summer khakis, pause to admire carefully arranged clusters of chrysanthemums set in their dusty control stations, sip glasses of hot green tea to keep cool...
...feed the public hunger for new pop names, U.S. record makers flail the musical undergrowth like beaters at a princely pheasant shoot, while fledgling pop singers break cover from behind lunch stands and dime-store counters, flutter out of laundry trucks and prizefighting rings. With luck, adroit promotion and an occasional touch of talent, some of the captured quarry end up making the kind of noises that set cash registers ajingle...
Fortnight ago, as the church was being consecrated, the thin, flat paintings caused a national flutter. Parishioners gaped up at Jesus as a boy in a red sweater, Mary in a black dress and black silk stockings carrying a shopping bag, Joseph in a Trilby hat and yellow zippered jerkin, John in rolled-up shirtsleeves and corduroy slacks, and Peter in a grey flannel suit...