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Word: looks (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1960-1969
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...took one look around and decided it was time to stop providing free entertainment. So he scrawled a check, watched the stubby pencil OK the releases (which had to be mailed to the Registry, with $1 each). Then he strode down the hall and out the door...

Author: By Jerald R. Gerst, | Title: Getting Excised | 11/25/1968 | See Source »

...HEARS 50 cases in a morning, and they are all decided in the eyes. He does not take notes, does not consult the law books in front of him. He draws the defendant in with his look, calls on his 50 years of legal experience, all the thousands and thousands of evil men he must have seen in his life--the pimps and whores, the murderers and car thieves, the dope addicts and pickpockets, the larsonists, shoplifters, rapists -- he remembers all these and the wisdom in the eyes decides: "guilty, six months at the state farm"; "guilty, one year...

Author: By James K. Glassman, | Title: A Day in Court | 11/23/1968 | See Source »

Still, those eyes often have little to do with the law: A white girl, blonde and well-dressed, with a leather skirt and wonderful white thighs surging underneath, stands tall on the stand in front of the court. She looks back at the spectators over her shoulder with one eye, brushing her hair back. It is the coldest look I have ever seen. The old man across the aisle says, "Goddam long hair, has to keep it out of her eyes." He wants her too. Her parents, squat and ugly, a mother with a loaf of bread for a head...

Author: By James K. Glassman, | Title: A Day in Court | 11/23/1968 | See Source »

...fear is moving across the courtroom now in waves. I am very scared that I will never get out. I look across the aisle at the Harvard people who surely will not get out, and I am certain they are very brave. Then the bailiff says, "Michael Glass to the stand please." And I am frightened to death. At that instance I am sure he has called me to the stand. Wasn't that my name? Then someone else walks up, but I am not reassured because I am certain that I am next. I look across the aisle...

Author: By James K. Glassman, | Title: A Day in Court | 11/23/1968 | See Source »

...alone against the unreasoning command of the eyes. Someone else is crying, a whole family--the fattest woman I have ever seen, her daughters dressed in vinyl shoes, a three dollar skirt, and hair that was set the night before (she set it the night before to look neat when she went to court). The son, the brother has been sentenced for possessing a revolver; bail is $5000. He has a record that it took the court attendant five minutes to read; it started five years ago when he was 13. And just the same, like me, like the shoplifter...

Author: By James K. Glassman, | Title: A Day in Court | 11/23/1968 | See Source »

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