Word: whine
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...cannot define himself by "disappointed dreams, miscarried hopes or vain expectations." Most people seek to evade responsibility by blaming something or somebody else for their fate. Sartre regarded this as "bad faith." It is the real curse of the characters in his most famous play, No Exit (1944), who whine, "Hell is other people...
...then why cast two American Ballet theatre artistes, Leslie Browne and George de le Pena, in leading roles that demand precious little dancing, but require substantial emoting? Browne has lost much of her nasal whine of The Turning Point, and handles the dramatics fairly well. But the role swamps de la Pena; he acts like a dancer, relying on exaggerated expressions and quivering limbs to convey emotion. He performs several of Nijinsky's most famous ballets, including Afternoon of a Faun and Le Spectre de la Rose, but we see all too little of his dancing; Ross focuses the photography...
...launched in the same manner. Immediately after being dropped from either wing pylons or out of the B-52's underbelly, air-intake scoops for the rear-mounted engine pop open, wings slam out with enough force to cut a man in half, and the engine begins to whine...
Complainers lace their speech with "always" and "never," and usually insist on sitting down before detailing their gripes-the fellow who complains standing up wants action, but the sitter wants to whine in comfort. It is a serious mistake either to agree or disagree with complainers. Instead, says Bramson, paraphrase the whiners' complaints back to them with "limiting concrete statements that let them know you understand." Noncommittal but encouraging "urns" and "ahs" are helpful...
Marty flicked a series of the jet's decks of glowing switches, buttons, meters, clocks, and gyros. He spat into his tin as the jet blew an escalating, piercing whine. "Shit--oh--God--oh--shit," he said, "I jus' luv doin' this." The jet floated toward the runway, gushing Detroit's air in a screeching rumble. "Hold onto your seat boy, or it'll go right up your ass with the rest of the rig," he said with the deep blue lights of the runway shining in his eyes. He drew the throttle back. The lights turned a thinner blue...