Word: lay
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...many whites, the subsequent mourning might have seemed unbearably emotional. In Memphis, before it was carried south toward home, King's body lay in state at the R. S. Lewis & Sons Funeral Home in an open bronze casket, the black suit tidily pressed, the wound in the throat now all but invisible. Many of those who filed past could not control their tears. Some kissed King's lips; others reverently touched his face. A few women threw their hands in the air and cried aloud in ululating agony. Mrs. King was a dry-eyed frieze of heartbreak...
Last Tuesday the Cleveland Press car ried on its masthead the slogan: "Ohio's largest daily newspaper."On Wednesday it read instead: Ohio's largest evening newspaper. "In the slight shift of words lay a significant story. For the first time in nine years, the circulation of the morning Cleveland Plain Dealer had surpassed that of the afternoon Press...
King's uniqueness lay not in the philosophy of non-violence he pieced together from Gandhi, Thoreau and others, but in the wholehearted Americanism with which he fought his battles. When an injunction was issued to halt the Memphis sanitation workers' demonstration he planned to lead, King called it a totalitarian measure--the kind one would expect of the Russians or Chinese. "Somewhere I have read," King said, "somewhere I have read of the freedom of assembly...
There was no denying that over 4,500 Utah sheep had staggered, fallen and died-their feet twitching spasmodically and some frothing at the mouth. There was no denying that their carcasses lay scattered across an area stretching 14 miles downwind from the Dugway Proving Grounds, a restricted U.S. Army chemical, biological and radiological research center in western Utah where nerve gases are tested. But last week there was plenty of denying by the Army that anyone had proved Dugway directly responsible for the sheep deaths...
...ribald wit that makes his volumes about the British diplomatic corps such delights. But there is also much over writing. The book is littered with show-off phrases such as "alembicated piety" and "the penetralia of one's self-regard." The mixed metaphors are painful: "I lay on the slab, the mortuary slab of my immortal life-twitching like a skate in a frying pan." And the puns are leaden: a Rolls-Royce is a "flatus symbol," lovemaking is a "deathscapade," and a gourmet ponders whether there is "life beyond the gravy...