Word: stolid
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...ENSUING TRIAL, stolid Herman takes the rap and goes to prison in Maria's stead. For her part, she comes to visit him daily and swears loyalty to their new life once he is freed. Fassbinder deftly mingles pathos with farce in teary scenes as the couple communicates through bars during prison visiting hours...
...image on a television screen. A brusque man, a stolid face, the body of a peasant. He descended the airplane ramp and kissed the asphalt of East Boston. And through the cluttered landscape of eyes and ears and signs that viewed him, he smiled warmly and told them all to condemn abortion, to uphold marriage, to aid the weary and the poor. He looked at masses of well-to-do's, of down-vested students all packed off to Business and Law and Success School and told them to forsake "possessions" and to forsake themselves, for Christ...
...railway, airline and steamship clerks' union. No one ever questioned Meany's dedication to the movement. The second of ten children of an Irish family in The Bronx, Meany became an apprentice plumber at 16. He soon proved as skilled at manipulating people as pipes. Stolid in appearance, sometimes slow of speech, he was easy to underestimate. But in any encounter, few rivals could match his wits or the forcefulness with which he pressed his views...
...would have burst a row of wineglasses. I saw coincidences everywhere; meanings darted and danced like overheated molecules." Spencer's tensely energetic prose catches perfectly the lyricism and bombast of single-minded passion. It also registers some sweet and extraordinarily complicated moments involving David and his parents, stolid ex-Communists painfully falling out of love with each other. After the fire, forbidden by a court ever to see the Butterfields again, David secretly begins tracking them down-in New York, then in Vermont. He is reunited with Jade. She is much changed, of course; it is part of Spencer...
Even the great centers have trudged anonomously. Stolid, meaty behemouths, their senses grow dulled by thousands of slaps to the head, delivered in the split-second of vulnerability while they shovel the ball to the quarterback...