Word: palely
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...this is the first day of the convention and the delegates are excited: waving flags, crying "hear! hear!", reveling in a pale imitation of the pageantry of a real national convention. 'Register Kissinger not Firearms,' 'The Rock Owns a Piece of Me,' and 'Don't Re-elect Anybody' bumper stickers; dead-babies' ingarbage-cans armbands; plastic gold noose lapel pins (for 'Public Officials convicted for treason'); pistol tie clips...
George Reedy, Lyndon Johnson's press secretary and now dean of Marquette University's journalism college, attributes the Democrats' pale, shallow support of Carter to the "Dr. Fell syndrome"?after the old English nursery rhyme: "I do not like thee, Dr. Fell./ The reason why I cannot tell./ But this I know, and know full well/ I do not like thee, Dr. Fell...
...need any makeup, Nixon rejected an offer of professional cosmetic help from the network. Instead, Nixon had his own makeup man apply Lazy Shave, a light pancake makeup, for the famous 5 o'clock shadow. Yet even a poor makeup job does not wholly account for his pale, sickly appearance in the first debate. As Ted Rogers, Nixon's radio and TV technical adviser, later explained, "No TV camera, no makeup man can hide bone-weariness, physical fatigue. He was actually sick. He had a fever...
...sharp focus on Bergman, she is equally exacting about some other famous men she has met. Among them: Soviet Party Chief Leonid Brezhnev, Foreign Minister Andrei Gromyko and former President Richard Nixon, all of whom sat down to dinner with the actress one night. Reports Liv: "Gromyko is pale, but blushes every time his name is mentioned. Brezhnev looks vain, but I like him immediately when he takes my hand and says he loves The Emigrants. Nixon's makeup is melting, and I feel sorry for him. He would have made a marvelous tragic figure in a Bergman film...
Flatlanders never have been able to understand mountain climbers, and not even mountain climbers understand the pale, mud-smeared troglodytes whose curious passion it is to worm their way down through the clammy dark into the deepest and narrowest capillaries of caves. These low adventurers are brave, but their squirmy feats seem inglorious. If, slithering downward, one of them carried a banner, its strange device might well read !IROISLECXE...