Word: gossipeer
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...watched their marriage fall apart. "We were still young when we married, and we just grew in different ways," says Solti today. Whatever the reason, Solti was soon known as the possessor of a wandering eye. All the old jokes about the casting couch were dragged out. There was gossip that he gave his paramours a white fur coat-and that there was an exorbitant number of white-coated women around London...
Following the collapse of the Graduate Student Union strike in March, it was apparent that only something as maliciously intriguing as the Watergate debacle could arouse even token political discussion. At that, the tenor of Watergate gossip is one of unsurprised amusement on the part of student activists glad to see their old nemesis, Richard Nixon, taking it on the chin...
...keeping the transitions quick and neat, and with their voices often drowned in loud, sloppy musical accompaniment, all but two performers are less than captivating. These exceptions save the evening, and prove that the entire project is not as overambitious as it appears. Max Mencken, the Planet's gossip columnist, and his secretary Sydney are a corrupt, tawdry couple who are infinitely more attractive than the wooden romancers Superman and Lois Lane. Sydney, played by Jackie Shapiro, seduces Clark Kent like a pro when she sings "You've Got Possibilities" and her mincing walk gives her a convincing and memorable...
THERE WAS ONCE a game made out of movie star gossip. The object was to try to list everyone that counted in Hollywood--the experts could do it alphabetically--according to who slept with whom. And the winner completed an unbroken chain of names, an incest ring. I heard it rumored that one die-hard fan had played the game with Harvard gossip, and won. But it's most likely just a rumor...
...hoped to fashion from coed living was wrought into a cool undergraduate assumption: sex was there for the taking--that was understood. But an unconscious identification between sexes stalls the assertion of sexual differences. Instead, the spectre of sex, a nagging, hovering possibility, gave rise to a gossip that paralyzed. We missed our privacy. Our peers were all too close. We were equals bereft of our symbolic ground of sexual distinctiveness. Hanging about in packs, we preserved their sexless equilibrium with implicit codes. Here the identification takes shape in something like a plot to prevent sex. The self-consciousness...