Word: nondescript
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Nondescript. If Pierre Poujade belongs in the category of demagogues or dictators, he is a strange specimen. He exudes none of the magniloquence of a Mussolini, the cold power of a Stalin, the megalomania of a Hitler. Instead, there is an engaging air of café table simplicity about him. Even his features are nondescript and the despair of caricaturists. "Look me in the eyes, and you will see yourself," he cries to his listeners...
...large segment of the American reading public has the peculiar obsession to "get inside" somebody--anybody--to see "what makes 'em tick." This urge has sent thousands of readers to book stores in order to buy monodies on everyone from a nondescript called something-or-other to a precocious French adolescent. The more personal, the more "revealing," the more embarassing such books are, the better readers like them. Needless to say, this obsession has not gone unsatisfied within recent memory. In view of such a spectacle, it can hardly discredit a reader to approach somewhat gingerly Orville Prescott...
Britain's gruff, Manhattan-born Sculptor Sir Jacob Epstein, 74, returned to his native island for a brief visit, sallied through an outdoor show of the Sculptors Guild with all the verve of a bull in a statuary shop. Suspiciously eying some nondescript, nonobjective works, Sir Jacob reissued one of his favorite dicta: "I don't like abstract art of any kind, by any artist. Imaginative realism is what I like, not photographic realism." Then he gazed skeptically at a welded bronze piece, managed to choke out a noncommittal "Novel." But it reminded him of the "stovepipes" turned...
...team's first loss in the 25 game series the teams will play Abe Saperstein, the Globetrotter owner-coach was very worried. For he knows as well as anyone else that the people who filled up Boston Garden Monday night were far from avid basketball fans. It was a nondescript crowd, composed mainly of people who wanted to have a good time, see a few good shots, and which some fancy passing and dribbling...
...little group of seven men and one woman who climbed aboard a plane early last month and set off for Moscow looked as nondescript as any lot of gawking sightseers. There was little old (69) Wilfred Burke, a colorless trade unionist whom rotation had made chairman of the Labor Party. Three others were hard-knuckled unionists: knobby Harry Earnshaw of the textile workers, big, handsome Harry Franklin of the railwaymen, shrewd, balding Sam Watson, a longtime battler of Communists in Durham's "Little Moscow" coal fields. And there was tall, leggy Dr. Edith Summerskill, onetime Minister of National Insurance...