Word: queerly
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...unobtrusive throughout, which is fine when he glides into a section about union history or a polemic on strip mining, but we miss knowing what effect he has on the folks he is writing about. He only shows himself in the last few pages, when he writes in a queer objective tone about the gulf between him and Dan Sizemore. It is Sunday, and we have been with the miner and his family all week long, and longer. The book began with Dan Sizemore defending his two packs of cigarettes a day ("no reason to fear that coal dust...
...Since ransom demands often run more than $1 million, rich Italians are now looking nervously over their shoulders for the dread rapitori. Like any other booming industry, however, kidnaping has brought in a number of inefficient entrepreneurs, who, if they continue at their present stumbling pace, are likely to queer the whole business...
...tactic, telephoning Friend Julie Eisenhower, but he made no better progress. Sourly, and with no supporting evidence, one associate of the two aides concluded: "It's possible that Nixon turned his back on Haldeman and Ehrlichman because his own pardon deal was set and he didn't want to queer it by pardoning them at the last minute...
When ski racers come to the Middlebury Snow Bowl, they all have to take a playing card from the deck of a queer old lady who rules the mountain. No one is conscious of having taken the card. Sometimes if you look hard you can see aces and deuces fall out of the racers boots when they take them off in the gym where everybody sleeps at the end of the day's skiing. The racers never see the card fall out--they are always in a hurry to get to dinners and the fabulous parties at Sigma Etc. that...
After the queer wind tries a few more times, it finally gives up. What follows is a broad sheet of wind come unrelenting to take away all the unattached grains of snow. The boilerplate ice and roots and rocks are uncovered and the sugarbowl give way to something desolate. In seasons as short of snow as recent ones, what little snow there is never quite gets a purchase on the mountain, and blows off into the valleys and trees. Who knows where it goes really? Where does a frustrated spirit sweep away the magic white dust? Why does that spirit...