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Word: laughter (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1970-1979
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...splints. The theater as a metaphor for murder is the ironic undertheme of the play. It stands out in bold relief on Wood's face. Well, in popular U.S. mythology, are not the playwrights the victims and the critics the assassins? If you care to assassinate yourself with laughter, try Deathtrap...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Theater: Scalp Tingler | 3/13/1978 | See Source »

...Watergate cover-up trial. He acquired near hero status among fellow smokers by regularly offering a plausible reason for a recess, even though all he really wanted was a cigarette. Once, when he was representing Mitchell, Judge John Sirica angrily threatened to clear the courtroom after an outburst of laughter. Deadpanned Hundley, whose client was having a particularly bad day: "How do you feel about crying, Judge?" Spectators roared, and Sirica relaxed...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Law: In Hot Water? Call Hundley | 3/6/1978 | See Source »

...have preferred a more relaxed ambassadorial assignment. As Author Edward R.F. Sheehan said of Atherton in his chronicle of shuttle diplomacy, The Arabs, Israelis, and Kissinger, "He yearns to escape Washington, to win a quiet embassy where he can glimpse the Mediterranean, take naps in the afternoon, enjoy the laughter of his wife...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: World: The President's Shuttler | 2/27/1978 | See Source »

...cocktail party, an Ethiopian official smilingly told the reporters that "we may be forced to take a revolutionary step against those deviating from the program." Since "revolutionary step" is the government euphemism for an execution, the bad joke drew some ragged laughter-but not from those who had heard the staccato of automatic-rifle fire near the hotel before the party began...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: World: Let's See the War, Dammit! | 2/27/1978 | See Source »

...before the fight, Muhammad Ali sprawled on the couch of his 29th-floor Las Vegas hotel suite. His eyes were closed, the great, graceful body quiet under a maroon-and-white bathrobe. His 18-month-old daughter's doll lay near by, and from the next room came the laughter of his third wife, Veronica, and another daughter. The room filled gradually with relatives, gym figures, musicians, sycophants, friends. His dietician entered, carrying a bushel bag of carrots. The champ suddenly clucked. Everyone jumped. This sound of a popping champagne cork is Ali's command signal. It was a summons...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Greatest Is Gone | 2/27/1978 | See Source »

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