Word: blunderbuss
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...their clumsy efforts to avert planetary suicide. To show up his belligerent pacifist father (John Mills), Icarus organizes a Hydraheaded insurrection at Ferndale, torments the school's bedeviled head (Alastair Sim) into a hand-wringing funk, even has a detested master potted in the backside with a homemade blunderbuss. But these exploits are merely diversionary tactics to mask Icarus' Big Idea. The earthshaking plot: Icarus plans to pilot a stolen airplane to Vienna, jar the Big Four powers with a peace petition signed by Ferndale's young peace lovers...
However imperfectly put, this insistence that learning craves response was i.e.'s best contribution. The magazine offered no constructive suggestions, but its blunderbuss assault was still useful, for it stimulated quite a bit of thought, much if it among students who had never previously considered education abstractly...
This insistence that learning craves response, however imperfectly put, is the best contribution in i.e. It will come up later in considering alternatives to present methods; the trouble with this polemic issue of i.e. was that it did not study other ways. Even so, its blunderbuss onslaught was useful in stimulating thought, especially among some students who would ordinarily never think about education and what it ought to mean...
...today like the Red climate in America of ten years ago. The public is alert to the Communist conspiracy . . . The party-liner, who operated openly-and brazenly -in official circles in the 1930s, has disappeared. Communism has lost most of the intellectuals . . . Yet Senator McCarthy continues to use the blunderbuss, firing in all directions at once . . . By his excesses . . . his thumb-in-the-eye tactics McCarthy has completely befogged a major issue...
...going buoyantly west to his remunerative doom in the great state university factories; another returning dog-eared as his clutch of poems and his carefully typed impromptu asides? I ache for us both. There one goes, unsullied as yet, in his Pullman pride, toying-oh, boy!-with a blunderbuss bourbon, being smoked by a large cigar, riding out to the wide open spaces of the faces of his waiting audience...