Word: personal
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...plume, but he does have a bird's foot with distended claws at the extremity of a sort of dragon's leg attached to his body. This foot is held angrily below his open jaws. These would not be recognizable as a snake's jaws by a person unfamiliar with Maya art, which advanced over a course of conventionalization that took it to the pole opposite that of such realistic portrayal as is now all the rage in the literature of the United States...
...urchin, wash out his mouth with soap and water and not let him ride his bicycle for a week. That usually pacifies the neighbor. But if you run a newspaper and some cub reporter decorates a story with opprobrious epithets, either invented by himself or repeated after a third person, you are, if the epithets get published, responsible for their accuracy to the person described by them. If the injured one sues you, it will do you no good to discharge the cub reporter. You have a libel suit on your hands. You have to prove that...
Infernal villain ; insane ; insolvent ; insulting to ladies; ironical praise (such as to call an attorney "an honest lawyer" when the opposite is implied) ; itchy old toad ; liar ; mere man of straw ; obituary of a living person...
Miss Mackaill is a delightfully queer and intriguingly dear person (I can't forget those subtitles) and one just knows she has it. But the direction decided to make an intimate story more intimate by confining it to a series of close ups. And no girl, as the hook nose of the Armenian who admitted he was an Armenian and was therefore probably an Armenian since no one would call himself an Armenian if it weren't once suggested, can really be attractive beneath a microscope. Though she can dance, very well or more or less, as The Honorable Peter...
...commercialism, coldness, and discourtesy. I asked two young snobs with Dickey ties to direct me to the headquarters of the Graduate Day Committee. Their only reply was a shrug and "So's your old man". Except for old Max Keezer, I did not meet a single friendly or civil person in Cambridge and I left in disgust before noon...