Word: manner
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...unemployment rate and put an increased number of Negroes-always the last to be hired and the first to be fired-out of work. He is unwilling to curb inflation at the price of social upheaval. Increasingly, Nixon's opportunity for slowing down the economy in a manner acceptable to all factions in the country is narrowing to one prospect: a Viet Nam settlement. He seems willing to gamble, if Congress will allow him, that the U.S. war effort can be reduced by a sufficient degree and soon enough to help the domestic front...
...Israel, Mrs. Golda Meir has proved a forceful and formidable public defender of Israel's interests as she sees them. She has never been more popular among Israelis, who admire her iron will, zest for long hours and hard work at the age of 71, and her blunt manner of speech. Those qualities were amply demonstrated in a recent interview with TIME Inc. Editor in Chief Hedley Donovan and TIME Managing Editor Henry Grunwald...
...samuelis Nabokov. His reports were models of precision, experts recall. But, in a prose necessarily dense with taxonomical terms, a few refreshing poetic riffs occurred: "From the opposite side of the distally twinned uncus," Nabokov wrote in a 1944 report describing genus Lycaeides, "and facing each other in the manner of the stolidly raised fists of two pugilists (of the old school) with the uncus hoods lending a Ku Klux Klan touch to the picture...
Vladimir, acquaintances remember, was handsome, courtly, occasionally terribly amusing at parties. It was not for Nabokov, though, to commit the hilarious gaffes of his comic creation, the emigre Professor Timofey Pnin. Years of having to conform with dignity as an outsider had marked his manner. Mrs. Yvor Winters, widow of the critic, recalls that Nabokov would never kiss a woman's hand, as many other refugees did. "If I were in Russia," he once confided to her, "I would kiss your hand...
...distant and revered personage safe in Switzerland; his judgments and comments are no less candid than ever. Along with a great many writers (see box p. 82), the informal list of his jocular pet hates includes such things as: progressive education; "serious" writers; confessions in the Dostoevskian manner; book reviewers, most of whom, Nabokov contends, "move their lips when reading"; people who say "excuse me" when they belch. Clearly, in an age practiced in the smooth piety of mock humility and slackly trained to believe that sincerity is an excuse for nearly everything, the public Nabokov must appear as some...