Word: idolator
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...operas. Our Gal Sunday asked the question: "Can this girl from a mining town in the West find happiness as the wife of a wealthy and titled Englishman?" Answer: No-five afternoons a week. Backstage Wife followed the fortunes of an unassuming lady, Mary Noble, married to a matinee idol-a situation so potent that Bob and Ray's parasitic satire, Mary Backstayge, Noble Wife, has outlived its host...
...that women, when they are in power, are much harsher than men ... You're schemers, you're evil. Every one of you." The misogynist? Iran's Shah Mohammed Reza Pahlavi, 54, in an interview with idol-smashing Italian Journalist Oriana Fallaci published in the New Republic. Fallaci, whose belt already holds the scalps of Henry Kissinger, Willy Brandt and Nguyen Van Thieu, scored again with the revelation that the Shah is not, after all, a ladies' man. What prompted His Sublime Highness's anger, however, was something quite simple. Fallaci had asked...
Handsome as an aging matinee idol, Aubrey was hired by Kerkorian in 1969 after four lean years as an independent Hollywood producer and five fat ones as president of the CBS television network. He lost the latter job reportedly as a result of a swinging personal life and a chilling heartlessness that earned him the nickname "the smiling cobra...
Over plates of hot Italian sausage and tart green peppers, some 500 enthusiastic supporters awaited the arrival Monday night of their idol, Alfred E. Vellucci, an incumbent candidate for Cambridge City Council...
...idol was Napoleon. He kept a little statue of the Emperor on his writing desk for inspiration. Balzac's opinion of his own worth was certainly Napoleonic: "I have the most extraordinary character. I am astonished by nothing more than myself." His goal was to do with his pen what Bonaparte had done with the sword. He succeeded. As V.S. Pritchett says, "His fecundity throbs, his power of documentation, his ubiquity as a novelist are extraordinary. There is the spry, pungent and pervasive sense that, in any scene, he was there and in the flesh...