Word: witless
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...teapot arose because we dared to bring to light the cold, unpleasant facts about a Fifth Amendment Communist officer ... It now appears that for some reason he was a sacred cow of certain Army brass." In clear reference to General Zwicker, McCarthy said: "If a stupid, arrogant or witless man in a position of power appears before our committee and is found aiding the Communist Party, he will be exposed...
...advertising boasts "The original New York cast"-cunningly masking the players' well-deserved obscurity by mentioning no names. Authors-or, more accurately, collectors-Salisbury Field and Margaret Mayo-have created an amalgam of petty and trite attacks on the seventh Commandment interlarded with witless and fatigued dialogue. It takes a whole act to establish the fact that a chubby blonde is overly matey with the males in her apartment house and that her husband doesn't particularly like it. In fact, he insists on moving to another apartment. But the long arm of concidence reaches about corners to chuckle...
...pity the hack who in the guise of an obituary has tried to cut down Eugene O'Neill to the size of the obit-writer. It is bad enough for the witless and mean-spirited to judge their living betters ; when they cut coffins for the gifted dead to the shape and size of their own malformed souls it is un forgivable...
...work between the covers is not far above this level. With the exception of a clever dig at the Gen. Ed. Program's humanities courses, drawn by E. Wentworth, the cartoons are utterly witless. Two vignettes, one of a Roman chariot and one of a spotted cat, are the only really amusing drawings in the issue. The cat is Updike...
...terrorized with the realization that everything in the world was thick. My fingers were sausages. My tongue was a tennis ball. My lips swelled grotesquely on the mouth grip. The air was syrup. The water jelled around me as though I were smothered in aspic. I hung witless on the rope. Standing aside was a smiling, jaunty man, my second self, perfectly self-contained, grinning sardonically at the wretched diver. [He] ordered that I unloose the rope and go on down...