Word: pregnantly
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...face; "Baboons at play" is equally acceptable as a normal response. But such answers as "Reminds me of the Black Plague" are rated neurotic. Explains Holtzman: "This is an abstract association . . . an anxiety response." At the schizophrenic end of the scale the psychologist puts: "A woman's behind-pregnant, flying, you know." Most subjects agree with Holtzman: this blot reminds them of an enraged executive listening to two telephones. The response "Mud smeared on a church window" is moderately but definitely neurotic, says Holtzman, because it "shows strong hostility toward conventional authority." More nearly psychotic, because it suggests primitive...
...middle of this blot, Holtzman and colleagues see a sumo wrestler. A subject who sees a fat devil flanked by two thin ones would have little to worry about. But the interpretation, "A fat cannibal king with two pregnant women," says Holtzman, "is rich with hostility toward women." A schizophrenic response: "Those things on the side look like charred tree trunks-only they're pregnant." A single offbeat response to a single inkblot, says Dr. Holtzman. "leaves the psychologist up in the air. You may have a guy who suppresses Charles Addams tendencies under a peaceful exterior...
Illustrated tactfully and drolly by Jules Feiffer (his suggestive lines don't deprive the imagination of its chance to embellish), The Phantom Tollbooth is a wonderful book to buy for children, parents, or pregnant friends. Remember not to have it gift-wrapped; you'll want to give it the once-over-lightly before passing...
...berry, risking reactivation of his Momplex, hitchhikes home to Cleveland for Christmas. There he finds an unexpected present: a blonde called Echo O'Brien (Eva Marie Saint). They fall in love, and for a few idyllic weeks Berry-berry lives for more than kicks. But when Echo gets pregnant. Berry-berry gets lost. In despair, she drives her car off an embankment. "I hate life!" Berry-berry groans. But he goes right on living, if it can be called that...
...England, from my childhood, from the winter, from a sequence of untidy, unattractive love affairs . . ." Vivienne goes on at some length about the love affairs. The most recent was Kurt, a West German newspaperman, who made love with West German industry and efficiency until she, with English inefficiency, got pregnant. After an abortion in Zurich she bought a Vespa, some saucy fur-lined goggles, and "a rather dashing pair of black kid motorcycling gloves," then set out to work and scooter her way down the U.S. coast to Florida...