Word: boredly
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...football season over, the House Plan began in earnest. House Plan Unit No. 1 was named Lowell House, after the then President of Harvard; House Plan Unit No. 2 was named Dunster House, after the first President. Coolidge, a mathematician, who bore a rather striking resemblance to President Lowell, would head Lowell House; Greenough, an English professor, would head Dunster. Out of disgust for the group's recent plans, and to avoid any confusing of duties, Coolidge resigned his membership in the Watch and Ward Society the "arbitrators of citizens' morals." The Houses would be Georgian in design, the dining...
...wind. At 1024 the order to start launching came down from Akagi's bridge by voice tube, and the air officer flapped a white flag. At that instant, slanting and howling down at 70° out of light clouds, the SBD Dauntless dive bombers of Enterprise and Yorktown bore down undetected and unopposed. "Helldivers!" screamed a lookout on Akagi. Within minutes the dive bombers scored a fabulous nine hits and mortally wounded three of the Japanese carriers. Within hours, Akagi, Kaga and Soryu were on the bottom...
...striking broadcast, not so much for the words that made headlines, but because it gave the U.S. its only firsthand, sustained view of what manner of man runs the Communist Party of the U.S.S.R. The view bore little resemblance to the popular image of the off-duty, semicomic, garrulous Khrushchev tippling his way through diplomatic receptions. This was Khrushchev during office hours, not only sober but sobering: a tough, shrewd, vigorous man with the air of confident command. In sharp contrast to China's Chou Enlai, who cautiously read his answers to selected written questions...
...finds the rough-and-tumble of politics a noisy bore. Once, during a particularly tedious Cabinet session, he murmured something about having to leave "for urgent reasons," went to a side door of the Casa Rosada and hailed a taxi. He rode to a teashop, had a leisurely dish of ice cream, taxied back to the office, gravely rejoined the session. Junta meetings seem more natural to him. Aramburu greets his high military counselors casually: "Hello, Rojas. Afternoon, Admiral. General, how are you?" To them he remains "Senor Presidente." There is always some banter and small talk before the junta...
...have withdrawn from politics-and politics has withdrawn from them. Amis himself spelled it out in a pamphlet entitled Socialism and the Intellectuals. Fumblingly written but painfully sincere, it may be the first authentic manifesto of an apolitical literary age. Amis confesses that he finds politics a bore, and that he votes the Labor ticket as a kind of conditioned reflex-two admissions which infuriated British Laborites and old-line liberals. Analyzing his own apathy, Amis makes the pertinent reflection that intellectuals are political romantics who can be stirred by extreme situations: "Romanticism in a political context I would define...