Word: poshli
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...year law partner and the seigneur of a posh Fifth Avenue apartment, Nixon was soon jetting all over the world, touching base with statesmen and politicians. Most important, speech-making and fund-raising favors for G.O.P. candidates and committeemen from Florida to California won him liens on votes to be cast at future nominating conventions...
Then, suddenly, there was. Prager and Rubinger, along with some 150 other newsmen, were asleep at Nicosia's posh Ledra Palace Hotel when the Turkish attack began. They awoke to the sound of gunfire and could see paratroopers dotting the skies. A bazooka shell hit the hotel, killing two Greek soldiers. Power at the Ledra was cut off, and reporters were unable to file their stories. Prager managed to phone Marmon at Efty's apartment to convey eyewitness accounts of the fighting. Marmon, in turn, though periodically distracted by "soldiers with a weird assortment of weapons drifting into...
...does Princess Grace think she is, anyway? Last week in St.-Tropez, Sammy Davis Jr. counted up the snubs he had received in her domain. When he graciously agreed to headline the opening gala of Monte Carlo's posh new Sporting Club, Sammy accepted $30,000 in expenses, plus a specially hired eight-berth yacht. Still, the way he saw it, "I was giving a free performance." Then there was the matter of his arrival. "There was no one to meet me at the airport," he groused, ignoring the Air France director, the pretty girls bearing flowers...
...publicity. Mishima, the literary genius of Japan's postwar generation, often mentioned for the Nobel Prize, delighted in shock and contradiction. He possessed luminous and fertile abilities: his complete works in Japanese are now being collected in 36 volumes. He was also a master of what Russians call posh-lust, a vulgarity so elevated-or debased -that it amounts to a form of art. Hence the muscle-boy photographs he posed for, including one shot of himself wearing a black jockstrap astride a motorcycle. Hence his death, a pseudopolitical ritual suicide at the age of 45 in 1970, performed...
...could hear the lords and ladies now from the grandstand, and could see them standing up to wave me in: "Run!" they were shouting in their posh voices. "Run!" But I was deaf, daft and blind, and stood where I was, still tasting bark in my mouth and still blubbing like a baby, blubbing now out of gladness that I'd got them beat at last. --From The Loneliness of the Long Distance Runner by Alan Sillitoe...