Word: brasshat
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...house organ for the military. This it does with out shame or doubt, meticulously listing in country-weekly style all military transfers (sometimes thousands an issue), runs a chatty society section devoted to service doings, plus a vital statistics column in which, as one staffer says, "an Army brasshat has to be mentioned to make the birth official...
Brass, Beauty, Brains. In addition to collecting culture, Marx is frequently accused by competitors of "collecting" generals. Actually, he has known most of his brasshat friends since they were young officers. His love affair with the military started in the early '30s, when he was able to give a hard-to-get toy-train switch to the late Air Force General H. H. ("Hap") Arnold, who was then a major at Bolling Field. Arnold introduced Marx to General Walter Bedell Smith, now vice chairman of the American Machine & Foundry board, who was then a captain. Said "Beedle" Smith recently...
Last week at 53, Britain's most famous flying brasshat was placed on the retired list. No "appropriate appointment" available, " said the R.A.F. "I am being . . . sacked," Sir Basil corrected. "I have strong views." The most recent Embry views: the R.A.F. is unready for atomic war, dominated by the civil service, shackled to outdated strategy and outmoded jet types by pound-pinchers at Her Majesty's Treasury. Like his good friend General Curtis LeMay, chief of the U.S. Strategic Air Command and another battle-tested brasshat, Embry thinks that the next war will turn on the air forces...
...officials tried to pooh-pooh NBC's performance. "Spectacular, schmectacular!" scoffed one CBS brasshat. "What we ask is: 'Is it good?'" CBS answered its own question by announcing that next fall it will do at least ten go-minute shows...
...Brasshat Without Brass. In 1944 the fading Goring relieved his fighter chief. In 1945, Galland wangled command of an elite ME 262 outfit known, because of the pack of aces he collected for it, as the "Squadron of Experts." The big picture thereupon dissolved to the gun-sight view. With the oldtime exhilaration, ex-Brasshat Galland blew up two U.S. Marauders. Then "a hail of fire enveloped me. A Mustang had caught me napping. A sharp rap hit my right knee. The instrument panel . . . was shattered. The right engine was also hit. Its metal covering worked loose . . . and was partly...