Word: venom
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...object of Mr. Wilson's venom is the still unfinished sequence of novels by C.P. Snow, provisionally entitled Strangers and Mothers. The first chapter of The Old Men at the Zoo is, in fact, simply a brilliant parody of Sir Charles' eight Lewis Eliot novels; Simon Carter, the narrator Mr. Wilson has devised, is a monstrous amalgam of the smug, self-conscious, self-mocking cadence and mechanical bleakness of thought peculiar to Eliot...
...stake with William F. Buckley Jr., whose various utterances ooze such venom [Sept. 1]! It is gratifying to note that the United States National Student Association's vice president received such overwhelming support from the association for his attack on the editor of the National Review and that the conservatives' feat of obtaining 15% of votes in a takeover bid still proves that the American student is not taken in by pernicious illusions...
...headlines hit the street. COMMUNIST PROPAGANDA ATTACKS US, cried one daily. RUSSIA TRIES BLACKMAIL, screamed another. Khrushchev, who used to boast of Egyptian-Russian relations as an example of how the Communists could get along with another nation "whose social system is different from ours," had abruptly turned his venom on Gamal Abdel Nasser...
...Angoff was sole editorial assistant to H. L. Mencken from 1925 to 1933. In recent years Russian-born, Harvard-educated Angoff has emerged as Mencken's chief literary assassin. Having fanged his ex-idol non-fictionally in H. L. Mencken: A Portrait from Memory, Angoff releases some fictional venom in The Bitter Spring. Mencken is portrayed as a loud-mouthed vulgarian and an intellectual fraud with but a single saving grace, his love of music...
...simple and effective and very widely understood"). He has also spent an entire year in tortuous bureaucratic negotiation to have a tribe restored to its ancestral village. He smokes incessantly, sleeps with his mosquito boots on, and has worn the same conical felt hat, begrimed with sweat and snake venom, since 1940. Peering out from its ragged brim with his satyrlike half-smile, the snake man looks rather like an ageless faun out of pagan mythology. At his death, he intends to have his body thrown to the hyenas since "one of the most stupid premises is that life...