Word: ately
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...reply, De Gaulle said approvingly: "You are a great artillerist." Still he refused to lay a wreath at the Stalingrad memorial. That recalled his comment to the Russians in 1944 when he viewed Stalingrad for the first time: "Un grand peuple les allenands." Everywhere he went, De Gaulle ate heartily, but at the Volgograd hydroelectric station he met his match. The station officials had prepared a 300-lb. sturgeon stuffed with caviar. De Gaulle eyed it skeptically and said: "There always has to be a victim." Only once did he lose patience with his hosts. In Kiev, being shown...
...station toward tougher camps, V.C. Tower proved as palatable as an enemy prison can reasonably be expected to be. Dodson and Eckes ate their meals (rice laced with snails, caterpillars or snake meat) with the camp director and their guards, played cards and sometimes sang (a favorite tune: The Animals' We Gotta Get out of This Place). Attempts were made to interrogate them, but when they refused to answer, the V.C. did not press them further. A specialist in acupuncture stuck pins in their scalps by way of a medical examination, and a political cadre dropped...
...their black pajamas and black berets arrived in Binh Phuoc, an inland hamlet of rice and manioc farmers, they started from the ground up-and slowly-to win the confidence of the villagers. First project: drawing a crude map of the village, its homes and road accesses. They ate in the local restaurants as a means of getting acquainted, took guard duty at night, began a census, used part of their first paychecks to buy cigarettes to give away. Working in three-man cells, they visited huts during the day, passing out sewing needles to the women, or went...
...Timer. Fred Allen once called Wynn the funniest visual comedian of the day - and so he was. He ate corn by attaching it to a typewriter carriage, knocking it back every time he wanted to start a new row; he invented a wind shield wiper to be served with grape fruit; and an eleven-foot pole for people he wouldn't touch with a ten-foot pole...
...That the Indianapolis torture-murder [May 6] was described in agonizing detail, and that I, and millions of others, ate up every gory word, attests to the latent sado-masochism in all of us: everyone is a latent Mrs. Baniszewski, who can experience pleasure in giving pain, or a Sylvia Likens, who can enjoy being burned, beaten and humiliated...