Word: yorkerism
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...apparently sophisticated. After decades of reassurance, boys are still concerned about the putative effects of masturbation: does it really cause baldness, blindness, mental retardation, physical debility, or hairy palms? The relief at learning that none of these is true can be profound. Says a 13-year-old New Yorker: "When you find out that every other guy in the class does it and it's not all that unhealthy, you don't feel so bad any more." Homosexuality is currently a major concern of youngsters of both sexes, though most programs try to postpone extended treatment...
...somewhat different version of the story, with a few four-letter words chastely omitted, appeared recently in The New Yorker. Author Barthelme, 36, qualified high among the zanier practitioners of what might be called aleatory fiction when he published his 1964 collection of short stories, Come Back, Dr. Caligari...
...Romney organization the names of thousands of political contacts and onetime Rockefeller campaign workers. Romney researchers were given access to some 30 looseleaf volumes of his research material on is sues. A number of former Rockefeller aides have already signed with the Romney organization, and some of the New Yorker's present staffers have been serving him as occasional consultants...
...encouraged New York Republican State Chairman Carl Spad to resign his job and go to work for Romney. An astute political pro, Spad, 50, has been in Rockefeller's inner circle for nine years, was his chief patronage dispenser and also labored hard on behalf of the New Yorker's presidential bids in 1960 and 1964. In the Romney camp, Spad will probably work under Leonard Hall, chairman of the Washington-based Romney for President Committee...
...because he's depressed as hell about life and how hard it is to make meaningful relationships with people! It knocks me out the way he's always asking people, "Will you be my guru?" I know it sounds like one of those windy New Yorker stories about sensitive teen-agers growing up in India wearing pith helmets instead of red hunting hats. But Joe is telling it the way it really is, effendi...