Word: hounding
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Right up to the moment that the billowing blue percale veil covering Pablo Picasso's 50-ft. sculpture came tumbling down last week in Chicago, the debate continued. Was it a bird, a woman, an Afghan hound, a Barbary ape, a cruel hoax, a Communist plot, or Superman? Alderman John J. Hoellen introduced a resolution in the city council to replace the work with a statue of Chicago Cubs First Baseman Ernie Banks. And Alderman Thomas Rosenberg countered with a proposal to send a statue of Alderman Hoellen to Paris' redlit Pigalle. Mused the Chicago Sun-Times: "Picasso...
Another (Gastone Moschin) walks out on his nattering wife to find comfort as generously dispensed by a cafe hostess (Virna Lisi). His friends envy his conquest and join forces with the wife to hound him back to domesticity. Yet, an intruding enemy can unite all men in common cause. When a teen age peasant girl (Patrizia Valturri) is entertained by the husbands in an afternoon of collective amiability, and later hauls them before a judge, they take up a collection to buy her off and rescue the community's honor...
...articles that make up this book are also aimed more at the swinger than the history hound, but they are chattier and more discursive. Written by hardened New York novelists and journalists, they cover the town with a cynical gallantry and inverse snobbery typical of the big-city provincial. This prevailing tone accounts for both the strengths and weaknesses of the book. It is authentic-mirroring the New Yorker's romance with artistic success and mechanical failure, Jewishness, the infallibility of cab drivers and elevator men, the superiority of Manhattan parks, ghettos and delicatessens. Tom Wolfe, a Yale...
...Giving a hound the once-over makes you think of both Jim Ryun's slender power and Mohammad Ali's dense bulk. Ribs stick out all over, but so do muscles. Twiggy bigjointed legs. Deer eyes, Teacup muzzles sheathed in leather. Deadleaf ears...
...This was a good one -- it just seemed to work. As you walked through the crowd, everybody had his own particular bag. There was George dribbling through his clarinet; next to him Sam had set up an altar and was burning incense; Judy was wearing her basset hound for a fur piece while her playmate jumped rope with a Slinky...