Word: wig
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...they chuckled each time he lit another Black Wisdom cigar, and at the end presented him with a piglet as a good-luck token. Such appreciative receptions greeted der Dicke wherever he went. In three days of whistle-stopping by train, auto, helicopter and frigate in Saxony, Schles-wig-Holstein and on the island of Helgoland, his audiences totaled well over 100,000, not only in rural areas, which are normally favorable to his Christian Democrats anyway, but also in cities partial to Opposition Leader Willy Brandt's Social Democrats. The response seemed to augur well for the campaign...
...about dat!" marveled proboscidiferous Durante, 72, as he watched Nureyev exercising for 40 minutes before his performance. "He takes all dat time to get ready to dance? Me-I start in cold." Fascinated, Jimmy whispered: "He's got awful long hair, too. Dat ain't a wig, is it? He's got a big nose-not as big as mine, but a big nose gets da goils every time...
...critics took care of that next day. Only they weren't good. The unanimous verdict: Sarge baby, and CBS, which picked up the tab for the time and the $250,000 production cost, had been taken in by self-promoting Murray the K. "Uncle Sam done flipped his wig," said the New York Herald Tribune. Republican Congressmen were indignant -in fact, "almost incandescent in their fulminations," reported Senate Minority Leader Everett Dirksen following a G.O.P. policy-committee luncheon. Colorado's Republican U.S. Senator Gordon Allott phoned CBS President Frank Stanton and announced, "I am about to throw...
...included in the book is Wolfe's most widely discussed article-a cruel, 11,000-word evisceration of The New Yorker. That piece set literary jowls aquiver from Morningside Heights to Greenwich Village, and threw New Yorker staffers into a spate of semi-public wig flippings that are still going on-notably in a bitter rebuttal that Writer Dwight Macdonald is preparing for the biweekly New York Review of Books...
...dull blue-grey hues. When O'Toole isn't reminiscing, he is bedding or about to bed Romy, a Crazy Horse stripper (Paula Prentiss), a groundling nymphomaniac (Capucine) or a nymphomaniac who descends by parachute (Ursula Andress). Sellers dresses up his cliche role with a pageboy wig and temper tantrums and is funnier than his costars, who play their parts as if for their own amusement...