Word: bans
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...northern New Jersey, OPA officials gave up trying to enforce the pleasure-driving ban; inspectors stopped snooping, stole away. Said one: "The maze of conflicting rulings from Washington and local ration boards has placed inspectors on the spot. I'm tired of being called a sneak and a Gestapo agent...
Swiftly the new Premier decreed martial law, with a ban against all public gatherings and a dawn-to-dusk curfew, over restive, smoldering Italy. He formed a new cabinet sprinkled with military and professional names. In every action Pietro Badoglio and the aristocratic, clerical faction he represented showed the core of their ambition: They wanted a conservative, disciplined, monarchial Italy. They were not averse to keeping the gains of their league with fascismo. They still spoke of the "King Emperor," a title bestowed on the head of the House of Savoy after the conquest of Ethiopia...
...hour) of the oil along Big Inch's 1,475-mile journey was the steadiest progress that the East's crucial gas & oil shortage made last week. In Washington, D.C., moves came quicker, but produced no oil. OPAdministrator Prentiss Brown prematurely announced that the pleasure-driving ban on Eastern motorists would be lifted "as soon as possible." Harold Ickes countered that Big Inch was chiefly a military supply line, would "give no more gasoline for pleasure driving." Representative Fred A. Hartley of New Jersey, chairman of an unofficial Congressional committee to speed oil to the northeast, took...
Like cod into a seine, some 20,000 panting citizens swarm every evening into a converted cyclodrome at Boston's Revere Beach. They are not bothered by the OPA ban on pleasure driving: Revere can be reached by Boston's elevated system, streetcar lines and a dozen bus routes from North Shore towns. Nor are they bothered by the knowledge that they may go home $10 or $20 poorer. They are hungry dog fans. And the old cyclodrome, now named Wonderland, is a greyhound track...
Blood & Night Work. Stewart's book is no piece of sobersides pontificating. It is a swift narrative, peopled with hundreds of newsmen & women, sparked with many an engrossing anecdote (for example, about the New York Herald Tribune's onetime ban on words like "blood" and "sexual"; the bizarre way staffers on the old Paris Herald lived; the innards-corroding strain of working on the "lobster" (night) shift, where "every meal is breakfast...