Word: angers
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Mencken pound the desk with defiant Middlewestern fists. There is none like Dreiser--a Gulliver among literary Lilliputians! they bellow. Everyone must take a week's vacation and read "An American Tragedy"; nothing short of a colossal achievement. Simultaneously other critics of an equal eminence rise in anger from their wrath on the labored, Teutonic, Kolossal opus. Written over a period over ten years, this novel, hurriedly completed in a few months, scarcely re-touched, and condensed not at all, has been published in a rough, raw, dull, and barbaric fulsomeness. Let us regurgitate, they howl in chorus, Dreiser...
...consider that many a contribution like that of "Manufacturer" is composed or suggested by many a scheming magazine editor to liven up his page and cause comment. He quite forgot the Crimson's traditional suavity in the face of minor absurdities. He boiled and boiled, and boiled his anger down to a single devastating headline, which later appeared above the two paragraphs reprinted on the Crimson's editorial page...
...some ten days a filibuster by the opponents of the Court had prolonged debate before cloture was imposed (TIME, Feb. 1). Immediately thereafter the opposition realized it was beaten. Their first reaction was anger, and some delaying tactics began to be employed but as calmer judgment got the upper hand these ceased. Under the cloture rule each Senator might speak one hour, so that there might have been 96 hours of debate. Calculating roll calls, allowing six hours to the Senate's day, adding Sundays, action might have been postponed three weeks. Instead it was concluded in about 17 hours?...
...greet the criminals of America, the convicts toward whom we as a society have dealt in anger instead of in a spirit of fraternal love; the ex-convicts hounded by the police and generally denied employment; also the so-called murderers, thieves, gunmen, crooks, harlots and other men and women of the underworld who may still be at large and following the arts of hate and fear because we, their brothers and sisters, failed to warm their lives with the fires of fraternity and love...
...obvious interest and is appealing in style. "The Valley of Dry Bones", by J. H. Kaye, is a readable essay on the study of history at college, maturely considered, and blessed with sufficient indignation to commend it to those whose literary palate is pleasantly titivated by the sauce of anger. "College or Knowledge", by C. C. Abbott, pumps at a well never dry, and draws from it several bucketfuls of good sense...