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Word: smiled (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1970-1979
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...SAME READER who inwardly cheers when the CIA agent confesses at the White House (just in the nick of time) and is rewarded with the "large, white toothy smile" lighting the black president's face feels disappointed and foolish when the actual source of the conspiracy is revealed. Although Mayer jeers at immorality, he ultimately shifts the blame from us, perhaps in pursuit of, perhaps as a jab against happy endings. The conspiratorial evil is not the evil of earthlings. Instead Pxyzsyzygy, that impish elf from the Fifth Dimension, manipulates us and warps our innate goodness...

Author: By Joanne L. Kenen, | Title: The Resurrection of a Superhero | 5/16/1977 | See Source »

...just a moment," protests Nixon with a fleeting half-smile. "Period," says Frost...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Nation: NIXON TALKS | 5/9/1977 | See Source »

Throughout Frost's Watergate assault, the old Nixon mannerisms inject an uneasy déja vu. The most discomforting is his reflexive, contrived smile, flashed?when he is under harsh attack. Sometimes his face freezes impassively, his eyelids fluttering. He stutters a bit under stress, and his syntax breaks down. At certain moments his lips shut tight, his mouth seems to shrink...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Nation: NIXON TALKS | 5/9/1977 | See Source »

...Nixon, who seems hardly to believe he said such things. Frost then starts to unreel a bit of the Feb. 13 tape. Nixon interrupts, asking apprehensively: "It hasn't been published yet, you say?" Replies Frost: "No, I think it's available to anybody who consults the records." A smile breaks onto Nixon's face, but vanishes suddenly. "Oh, I just wondered if we'd seen it," he says...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Nation: NIXON TALKS | 5/9/1977 | See Source »

...paid Manny's check and huddled in front of the airport gate on a muddy strip of grass. The rain rolled off our ponchos and into our sneakers. As executives back-seated in limousines drove past, we would display a hastily-constructed placard (Two Students Want Ride South) and smile, friendly but humble. Most stared ahead, lockjawed; a few were amused; one tapped his chauffeur, rolled down the window, and offered a ride to Indianapolis. Even New Jersey in the rain seemed preferable...

Author: By Fred Hiatt, | Title: Thumbing the Friendly Skies | 4/28/1977 | See Source »

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