Word: greyed
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Self-invited. When the unexpected guest arrived at the party, attired in a trendy grey dinner jacket, blue-grey evening shirt and black evening slippers, a hush settled over the elegant living room. Johnson greeted the diners, who included Attorney Edward Bennett Williams, Actor Douglas Fairbanks Jr., Designer Mollie Parnis, Playwright Marc Connelly, ex-White House Aide Jack Valenti (now the $125,000-a-year president of Hollywood's Motion Picture Association). Soon Johnson fell into conversation with Williams and two other guests. He reminisced for a bit about the Old West and Artist Frederic Remington...
...intended as a sardonic parody of the production-consumption cycle. Baldaccini Cesar took his revenge on a high-powered yellow Buick by crushing it into a monolithic, totally stationary monument with the aid of a commercial hydraulic press. Edward Kienholz makes an irreverent visual joke out of his Friendly Grey Computer. The instructions read: "If you know your computer well, you can tell when it's tired and blue. Turn rocker switch on for ten or 20 minutes. Your computer will love it and work all the harder...
Clerks for the state supreme court justices have grabbed up most of the briefs printed. I managed to get one of the secretaries working for Joseph J. Balliro, Baird's attorney, to lend me a copy for a day. A grey looking fellow in a charcoal three-piece suit cornered me in an elevator in the court building when he saw what I had in my hand and made me swear up and down that I could not tell him where to find another copy...
...northern West Virginia. Suddenly, deep in the earth, an explosion thundered through the eight-mile-long labyrinth of shafts and tunnels. Shock waves rippled outward for miles, jolting the Marion County mining community into frightened wakefulness. At daybreak, thick clouds of greasy black smoke billowed 150 ft. into the grey morning...
...queen of the headlines for so long, no place can really be a castle. London newsmen trailed Jackie to Lee's 49-acre estate, where a photographer snapped her standing alongside Dancer Rudolf Nureyev, bundled against the chill in a shapeless and unbecoming brown beret, blue jacket and grey trousers. And one woman's page writer waspishly suggested that in future Jackie reserve such headgear for her bath. Back in New York, Jackie passed the word that she wanted to be left strictly alone: it was the fifth anniversary of Jack Kennedy's assassination and the week...