Word: pistoling
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Eyewash. In Leominster. Mass., Robert J. Cunningham was sentenced to 30 days in the House of Correction after disobeying a traffic signal, squirting an irate cop in the face with a water pistol...
...National Assembly session was stormy. A Republican, shouting that he had seen a Democrat draw a pistol, tlouted the deputy over the head with a briefcase; he was expelled for six sessions. Protesting that "you cannot be accuser, judge, and at the same time executioner," Inonu denounced the bill as "an illegal rape of the constitution and human rights." "Listen to me," he told the Democrats. "If you continue on this road, even I cannot save you." Then he walked out in protest. "We will try even you, Pasha," jeered a Democrat...
There, on the sixth tee, he waited: a towheaded, barefoot boy with a cowboy pistol dangling at his hip and a sawed-off ladies' driver in his hands. Everyone around the Latrobe, Pa. Country Club knew Arnie Palmer, the club pro's five-year-old son. Coming up to drive, the women players would chuckle at the kid, then look with dismay toward the drainage ditch that lay 120 yards down the fairway. At that point, Arnie would make a sound business offer: "I'll knock your ball over the ditch for a nickel...
...lustier for the chill in the air, and Falstaff is almost the nimbler with his fortunes in decline. As in Part I, Eric Berry plays Falstaff with, fine, resourceful gusto; among his playmates, Gerry Jedd's Mistress Quickly, Franklin Cover's Silence and Ray Reinhardt's Pistol are all good, and John Heffernan's Shallow something better. The time-honored comic scenes keep their blend of rust and magic. The royal scenes, full of a rhetoric that needs a humanizing voice, fare a good deal less well. But where humor and humanity cooperate. Stuart Vaughan...
...cinema villainy. No memoir can be got under way properly without the introduction of a clotty relative, and the author, who was born into a wealthy St. Petersburg family, recalls with admiration the pre-Revolution pastime of his favorite uncle, who used to lie in bed with a .22 pistol and shoot flies which gathered on the ceiling to eat the jam he had smeared there. Footmen stood by, Sanders recalls, with champagne, ammunition and more jam. After his family fled to England, Sanders easily withstood a British public-school education (Brighton College), got a job with a South American...