Word: unbendingly
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...those rivers which spends its whole life trying to seduce a highway. Coiling, twisting, sprawling libidinously over rocks and sand, forever ruffling itself up, whispering, cajoling, the river only sought to make the road unbend. Meanwhile, the highway dodged back and forth from canyon wall to cliffside, avoiding the river's embrace, grinding grimly and duty-driven as straight and narrow as it could--in short, a coward of a highway with a yellow stripe down the middle of its back, vaulting over danger spots where the river threatened to merge. It was one highway the bulldozers and steamrollers...
...long congressional career, Scoop has been a dutiful plodder, wooden and uncomfortable with crowds. He spoke in what was dubbed a "Movietone News voice"-a monotonous, stentorian delivery that politicians employed before public address systems were invented. But in Massachusetts, perhaps sensing victory early on, he began to unbend and even modulate his voice. Crowds became a challenge rather than a concern. When antibusing hecklers forced him off the podium at a Boston stop, he never lost his dignity and won the respect of opponents in the audience. Says his press secretary, Brian Corcoran: "He just got tired of reading...
...first he faced down the lawn toward the Washington Monument. The girls wanted the children who were coming for the party to see a smile, so they made another face on the back of the snowman. Julie Eisenhower got her father to unbend a bit and come out with her mother to pose for pictures...
...might have been simply a caricature of an absent-minded professor emerges as a warmly affectionate portrait of the last living humanist. And Rigg is lovely to look at, especially in the nude, and to listen to as she delivers her lines with a resolute intelligence that seems to unbend the pretzel twists of thought...
...Brocher's student-parents was an overly correct, intellectual judge who talked down to other participants. During his first finger-painting session, the judge could unbend only to the extent of dipping his little finger in white paint and making twelve neat rows of dots on a piece of white paper. Three weeks later, Brocher "found the same man with paint up to his elbows. He was red-faced, sweating, biting his tongue, and appeared to be very happy as he painted red, yellow and brown colors all over the wall...