Word: limpness
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Like Gilbert and Sullivan's policemen in The Pirates of Penzance, chorusing their intention to attack but loath to do so, Britain's leaders have been demanding an end to the limp management and wasteful labor practices that make the British economy creak. Results to date: roughly zero. Last week the Labor government released its long-expected five-year economic plan, which was designed to give British industry and labor a goal to aim at-and a bit of a kick in that direction. Drawn up by Economics Minister George Brown and in preparation for eleven months...
...Havilland in Candida, she wrote: "A pallid, one-dimensional heroine in a kind of comic-strip Shaw. When she enters, she is an interruption, nothing more." She dismissed Conductor Rafael Kubelik: "The symphony was as shapeless as his curious beat, being distorted by arms stiff as driving pistons or limp as boiled spaghetti...
...Those who resort to civil disobedience such as the petitioners were engaged in ... cannot and should not escape arrest and prosecution. Civil disobedience by 'civil rights workers' in the form of 'going limp' and lying or marching in the streets or upon the sidewalks, or marching around the city hall while night court was in session, singing 'freedom' songs, or taking to the streets to do their parading and picketing in lieu of using the sidewalks, while failing to make any application to city authorities for a parade permit, is still a violation...
...Kate's stuffing a string of sausages surreptitiously down her bodice only to have Petruchio extract it. Elsewhere, she takes off one of her two high-heeled slippers to batter Petruchio, which gives a delightful new twist to his line. "Why does the world report that Kate doth limp...
Summer rains swept the green countryside of the Ile-de-France. Splashing sheets of water, Charles de Gaulle's presidential cortege barreled along the cobbled lanes under sodden chestnut and plane trees, past grey stone farmhouses and into crossroad hamlets where the faithful waited-schoolchildren holding limp paper flags, white-haired women huddled under umbrellas, village mayors draped with tricolored sashes of office. Disdainfully hatless and coatless, the rain plastering his hair to his pink scalp, De Gaulle plunged into the crowds, grasping outstretched hands...