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...tower and a dragon made of dollar bills (the Spirit of Capitalism -- geddit?) waving its creaking neck from the roof, is quite a creation. But either way, one has the sense of an exaggerated rube's-eye view willfully prolonged. It reminds one that however "elitist" economy and wit may seem, vulgarity soon palls. Grooms' work is not folk sculpture -- it is too self-regarding for that -- but it enacts the illusion of folksiness. One suspects he might not know what to do if he stopped this beaming and lapel grabbing. "It's almost subversive," Grooms remarks in the catalog...
...looking for a secret weapon in the upcoming confirmation hearings," says Hatch, "it is Judge Robert Bork. The longer he testifies before the Judiciary Committee, the more persuasive and reasoned his philosophy of judicial restraint will sound." Armed with an agile mind and a caustic wit, Bork is expected to be a formidable opponent for his critics on the committee. "Any Senator who decides to just jump in and portray Bork as some racist, some evil Neanderthal, is going to be in deep trouble," says Republican Committee Member Alan Simpson of Wyoming. Many hopeful conservatives, remembering the turnabout in public...
...novelist has proved beyond a shadow of a doubt that he is more than a prolific genre writer about Boston's hoods and pols. His 13 novels have moved steadily beyond a cynical cop's-eye view toward a harsh realism that is informed by experience, reflection and cauterizing wit...
Right from the start Grunwald attracted notice. His first boss at TIME remembered him as "driven, willing to work terribly hard." Others soon noted what graced that drive: a capacious intellect, an incisive wit and a consistent ability to turn out elegant, exact prose. His ascent was rapid, and he became managing editor in 1968. Grunwald transformed TIME. He instilled new depth and vitality in the formula developed by Henry Luce and Briton Hadden...
...suit, in a white room, staring ahead, perhaps at another painting. The silhouette of a devoted woman shimmers to one side. At his feet are neat piles of scripts, art books, 3-by-5 cards from a pristine youth. His face shows no emotion or thought; all the wild wit and inquiring intellect are hidden inside. It is the face that says, "Go away." But some mad fan has tampered with the portrait. On the man's head he has drawn nose glasses, bunny ears and a hat with an arrow through it. The fan's graffito is almost poignant...