Word: silent
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Amid this confusion, Volpe would stand silent, angry, and detached. Adoring order, he shows little patience with indecision or vacillation. Each morning, no matter what the circumstances, he attends Mass. Nearly every afternoon he stops the campaign caravan to visit a local priest. At four o'clock every day he insists on drinking a large frappe and reading the Herald-Traveler. His whole life seems one long constitutional, and he lives it not as a mundane routine but as a stoic and invigorating regimen...
Coincidence. Washington and London squirmed but kept silent. Scarcely anyone noticed the remarkable coincidence of dates between the police action at Khabarovsk and the opening-and mysterious dismissal-of the New York trial of Soviet Spies Aleksandr Sokolov and "Joy Ann Baltch" (see THE LAW). There were many other theories as to what had happened: local police had been overzealous; Moscow had deliberately trapped the diplomats; the Russians had found a new way to destroy effective agents-publicity and ridicule...
...telephone calls poured into newspapers. Police seized 14,000 "hate" pamphlets ("First-class funeral for Confederation-the Queen's visit"). And in downtown Quebec City the night before her arrival 1,000 members of the separatist Le Rassemblement pour l'Indépendance Nationale staged a silent protest march until police broke it up. "This is an example of the democracy we live in," snarled Separatist Leader Pierre Bourgault. Officials were haunted by thoughts of the assassination of President Kennedy...
...cheers or waving flags greeted her passage through town. But if the authorities expected a screaming, stone-throwing mob, there was none of that either. Only a handful of silent, staring people peered curiously between the ranks of police and scarlet-coated Mounties. Possibly through fear, possibly by design, Quebec seemed to be staying home, for the most part ignoring her altogether...
Their free-flowing antics can scarcely be congealed in print. One sight gag typifies the impish inventiveness that animates the evening. A man (Jonathan Lynn) holding a banana like a revolver starts firing away at imaginary foes, kapow! kapow! kapow! Suddenly the banana goes silent. He peels it down, throws the banana into the orchestra pit, keeps the skin, takes another peeled banana from a paper wrapper, inserts it meticulously in the empty skin, and resumes firing. Kapow...