Word: rottener
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...greasy cafes all over the state, the same ritual goes one. "You from out of state? What y'll doin' round here? How you lahk it here?" The ritual has an important purpose: about half the people who come to Alabama are Southern Hospitality-seekers; the other half are rotten no-good trouble-making kids. Each half will get what it's looking for; the Alabamian is ready to glad-hand the decent folks who like the South and to womp on the no-good kids. But first there has to be the interrogation...
...confused American majority who wonders how to vote: Vote for the man who you think could marry a rich, talented and willful widow, teach her the humility of good manners, put her much abused estate in order, placate the outraged neighbors and make something useful out of her spoiled-rotten children...
...yippies, Wilhelm Vill, 59, an immigrant steelworker from Estonia, asked two policemen in Lincoln Park for help. Before he could finish telling them about his son, Vill said, they approached him with their billy clubs ready. While one grabbed his arm, the other asked: "What do you want, you rotten bum?" Taken to the station house, Vill, a nondrinker, was booked on charges of drunkenness and disorderly conduct...
...Wolf's assistant, a splendidly grotesque, wasp-tongued Negro named Gilliatt. Archly antiSemitic, he quotes upbeat Talmudic texts to needle Wolf, and continually accuses him of secretly sabotaging the academy's sacred neutrality in favor of life. Gilliatt reasons that the Jews invented resurrection and so are rotten with humanitarian sympathy. Gilliatt may be the best bit-part player of the literary year...
...family, Mom is obviously a nut. Every blessed washday, she is seen running around the backyard with wild, passionate abandon, embracing her laundry and squealing, "It even smells clean!" That's more than can be said for Sis. Poor kid, her best friend just told her she's got rotten armpits. As for Dad, he keeps getting punched in the eye because he won't switch his brand of cigarettes. So he asserts his virility by barreling around mountain roads in his wide-track, fastback, four-on-the-floor Belchfire with the racer's edge. And Junior, well, the sudden...