Word: angers
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Torrential cheers cut his statement short. It was clear to the heaviest and dullest mind that 300 votes were enough. "Accepted!" roared the supporting members. "Accepted!" roared back the galleries. "Accepted!" cried the Ludendorffists (extreme Monarchists) with dismay. "Accepted!" roared the Communists in anger. The noise of mad cheering grew wilder and wilder. The Communists fairly danced and shrieked with rage. The Ludendorffists turned about and fixed the Diplomatic Gallery with a cold, calculating glare of insolence, shook their fists at the assembled diplomats. But nothing served to alter the cheerful mien of M. de Margerie, French Ambassador to .Germany...
...seized Tunney's right hand, held it aloft, said: "You win, Gene!" The scene had taken place on a brilliantly illuminated platform in the centre of a gloom-filled amphitheatre. At Griffin's gesture, pandemonium burst from the darkness on all sides. Some 40,000 throats concatenated anger and approval but none save the fighters knew certainly whether a foul blow had been struck. A majority of sport experts, craning from the ringside, exonerated Tunney, credited him with a technical knockout. The public, too, exonerated Tunney, persuaded by his conduct throughout the fight that he was incapable...
Opposition. "Opposition is necessary. It is not opposition which offends us, but the Opposition's methods. The Opposition reminds me of a man who arrives at a station too late to catch a train, and vents his anger in cursing the train...
This was the equipment with which he won the anthracite strike of 1902, the strike into which President Roosevelt injected his forceful personality. At one meeting of railway presidents and miners' officials called by Roosevelt, everyone gave way to superheated anger. Only Mitchell, the storm centre, remained cool. Roosevelt was reported to have said afterwards: "There was only one man in the room who behaved like a gentleman, and that...
...politely, asked what he could do. Said she: "It is needless for me to pretend that I am making a friendly call." She then took out her revolver, fired one shot. M. Calmette fell to the ground. Mme. Caillaux then fired the remaining four shots, only one missed. The anger of the Parisiens was aroused. Caillaux was repeatedly attacked by furious mobs and the day following the murder he resigned...