Word: sneeringly
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...back to his seat at the front, he slumped down in the window seat with his short legs leaning up against the cabin wall, and looked up at me from the folds of his black suit, his thick eyebrows raised, his lips in what seemed to be a sneer--but is really just the way he looks all the time...
...dare he? Impropriety indeed! The effrontery of that little banty rooster of a demagogue from Alabama, placing a wreath on Lincoln's Tomb [Sept. 20]. "Reverently"? With that habitual sneer? That is making a mockery of everything the great Lincoln stood for. Wallace shouldn't be allowed to even stand on such hallowed ground...
...Vietnam War does go on, it is immoral and murderous, and the Beatles have never spoken up about it. Sometimes institutions are repressive and rooted themselves in violence and indecency (yet the Beatles sneer, 'You say its-the institution/Well you know you better free your mind instead'). Racism is as much a problem in England as it in the United States, but the Beatles meekly accepted the grotesque MBE that was dangled before them by the peculiarly callous and avaricious British Environment...
Wallace, who took a few days off last week to recharge his batteries in Miami Beach, has, in the meantime, never been so happy knocking the "pointed heads." He loses no opportunity to sneer at "pseudo-intellectuals" and the "leftwing liberal press." ("There are more of us than there are of them.") This week he will take his campaign to Ohio, Illinois, Wisconsin and Missouri, stopping off in Washington, D.C., to announce his choice for a vice-presidential running mate. The man most frequently mentioned: the irrepressible A. B. ("Happy") Chandler, 70, former Kentucky Governor...
...eyes that he has to cock his head back to see the catcher's signs. Then, with the barest hint of a nod, Denny is ready to pitch. He squirts a stream of spittle out of his mouth, the left corner of his upper lip curls back in a sneer, his hands come slowly together at his chest. Suddenly he wheels to the right, rears back and throws. If it is a strike, McLain licks his teeth with obvious satisfaction. Back comes the ball from the catcher and, as if bored with the very sight of the batter, McLain turns...