IT may have been a first, and it took a garrulous federal judge to do it: to needle Rudolph W. Giuliani and tell him he was wrong, without eliciting so much as a raised eyebrow from the former mayor as he testified yesterday in a sensitive case left over from his years in City Hall.
Part of the reason Arnold Schwarzenegger, Dominique Strauss-Khan and Anthony Weiner are eliciting so much interest right now is that as a society we have finally grown tired of looking the other way.
Usually Doreen and the women she is working with do not elicit so much as a second glance but today they are attracting quite a crowd.
Kerouac portrayed Mr. Cassady as the "holy goof," an instinctual genius who elicited so much of God's love because he gave him so much to forgive.
"Something interesting is happening!" Benjamin has learned nothing of any great note on his backward journey through life, and remains placidly incurious about his condition; even the imminent tragic departure from Daisy does not elicit so much as a tear.
It isn't surprising that the restrictions should have elicited so much irritation in Goa, whose residents have a hearty appetite for spicy chorizos, vindaloo and other carnivorous delights.
The refugee crisis has had a powerful effect on the Belgian public, and has elicited so much help that Civil Platform has turned down offers of clothing and assistance from would-be volunteers.
Neither the recent crash of the Mt. Gox exchange nor the arrest of BitInstant's Charlie Shrem; neither the outlawing of Bitcoin in Russia nor the Chinese government's attempt to halt the exchange of yuan into Bitcoin elicited so much as a syllable from him.
The Senate's public hearings on racial profiling elicited so much disheartening testimony last week that it would be easy to overlook the most bewildering question surrounding the entire issue: During her seven years as governor, Mrs. Whitman was quick to laud the State Police every time new statistics showed a drop in crime, even though similar reductions were occurring all over the country.
The mission is a mouthful — "to invest the experience of public space with wonder, to resurrect art history from the bowels of despair, and to impregnate the institutions of art with the joy of man's desiring" — but since it's from the Bruce High Quality Foundation, that brash, Brooklyn artist collective, it won't elicit so much as a blink from art world insiders.
Never have our annual days at the dacha here nearly 160 kilometers, or about 100 miles, south of Moscow, elicited so much attention; friends as far afield as Chicago worried that we were caught in the deadly forest and peat fires or suffering from the record drought and heat.
