Word: limps
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Some women do not bother to wear gloves at all, merely keep them in hand, and make the rounds clasping the evidence of their well-bred intentions like a badge. After several such wearings, most gloves begin to go limp, soon acquire wrinkles and creases no cleaner can cure. One Way Out. But, astonishingly enough, there is hardly a woman who would be caught dead without gloves. Why? Largely because of etiquette. Even as "bold" and "modern" a social arbiter as Amy Vanderbilt, who last year went so far as to sometimes permit picking up chicken bones by hand...
About 25 seedy, sleazy Congress of Racial Equality demonstrators, some of them appearing to be white beatniks, crowded in near the speakers' platform. When the introductions began, they shouted "Freedom Now" and "Jim Crow Must Go." Police moved in to shove them back, knocked several down. Others dropped limp to the ground and officers dragged them away. As the President spoke, the chant continued. His message was well suited to the unseemly scene...
...weeks later, the situation appeared even more serious, and Bobby finally released a rather limp announcement through Justice Department Aide Ed Guthman. It said that the Attorney General "wishes to discourage any efforts on his behalf in New Hampshire or elsewhere." At about that same time, New Hampshire's Democratic leaders woke up to the situation, began urging voters to write in Johnson as well as Bobby...
...there is a brief interrogation session before one is run up to the fifth floor cages. "Youah name Weavuh, dat raht?" Without thinking, I replied, "That's right." He leaped across the table and beat me out of the room and halfway down the hall. I finally went limp and fell to the floor, hoping that he would think that I was seriously hurt and slack off--he began kicking me in the ribs and I hurriedly considered the practicality of nonviolence in this situation. He grabbed me by my shirtfront--ripping it and straining himself--and dragged me back...
...wonder. After one look at Sandy, illicit designs dissolve in a scrubbed glow of innocence; an evening with her would leave anyone limp-with laughter. She purports to be 30 in the play, but has trouble looking one-third that ancient...