Word: soberly
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...merely pointing out the symptoms of the disease and stating that if they do not somehow disappear we will all go the way of Gibbon's Rome. He is exhorting various interests which have a vast influence on the nation's mores to adopt a more sober tone instead of exacerbating an already overheated situation. The particular value of the new conservative writers is that they themselves adopt a moderate and judicial tone of discussion (which Kristol, it must be added, sometimes violates) compared to the daily hysterics of New Left ideologues. Their goal is more often a clarification...
Ramrod-straight, sober-faced, patrician, calm: he was almost the Hollywood image of an American ambassador. For six exhausting years he exercised more authority than most of his diplomatic colleagues ever dreamed of possessing. Always immaculate, even in Saigon's long, humid afternoons, always self-possessed, even in the face of deliberate snubs from the South Viet Nam government, Ellsworth Bunker, for better or worse, was at the epicenter of the longest and most difficult war in American history...
...repression will create martyrs who will win public sympathy. But the new radicals have generally chosen what "Red Rudi" Dutschke, who led West Berlin's student rebellion in 1968 and is still active in the Movement, calls "the long march through the institutions." The archetype of the new, sober, methodical and coolly professional radical is Wolfgang Roth, 32, the ambitious, mod-haired leader of the openly Marxist Jusos (Young Socialists), who have virtually seized from within the left wing of Chancellor Willy Brandt's Social Democratic Party (TIME, April 23). Instead of only taking to the streets, French...
Although reluctant to talk, one of the chastised lightbulb eaters left open the possibility that his resolution may fail him in the future. "It's the type of thing you do at a party--not usually when you're sober," he said. "I don't know when, if ever, I'll do it again...
This gleefully savage little novel introduces fiction's most dedicated bird freak since Augie March swept through Mexico with an eagle in tow. George Gattling, an otherwise sober, hardworking owner of an auto-seatcover business in Gainesville, Fla., is determined to train a red-tailed chicken hawk, which he keeps perched on his wrist. Frequently consulting his talismanic text, The Art of Falconry by Holy Roman Emperor Frederick II, George croons to the hawk, fasts when it fasts, even takes it with him when he goes to bed with his girl friend...