Word: bravados
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Mundo's maxim is more than Monday-morning bravado. The new daily was propelled into orbit by slender, bushy-haired Miguel Angel Capriles, 42, Venezuela's biggest publisher, whose morning papers. La Esfera (The Sphere) and tabloid Ultimas Noticias (Latest News), earned a hazardous reputation as two of the few sheets that proved most staunch in defiance of Pérez Jiménez. (The only daily that outdid Capriles' papers was Roman Catholic La Religión, which refused to run a single line on the dictator's "me-or-nobody" election victory.) Publisher Capriles...
Nobody moved. "Nigger lover," muttered a man. A voice came from the shadows: "Russian!" A man in a brown suit was full of bravado: "They're just bluffing. If you don't want to move, you don't have to." Meyers snapped out an order: a dozen paratroopers moved into line, rifles at the on-guard position (butts on hip, bayonets forward). Brown Suit held his ground for a moment against the advancing soldiers, then scurried away with the rest of the crowd...
...face of such action, hooligan bravado collapsed. The gangs packed bedrolls, hid jackets to prevent identification, whined their way past police checkpoints, and rolled quietly into the darkness. With relief, Angels Camp watched them depart...
...youngsters named Jason and Ira Garrett. In Chip Canary, Jason tangles with the town queer woman, Elizabeth Minerva Stretch. She is a monstrous frump, always trundling a baby carriage full of junk and dubbed-for some shadowy peccadillo of the past-"Chip Canary." In a moment of adolescent bravado Jason yells out this taboo nickname, then breaks and runs. That night, snug in bed, Jason smiles as he hears his father say to his mother: "He's big enough, now, to take care of himself. Whatever he does it's his own fault...
Those who wait for Communism to change, Russia's Nikita Khrushchev crowed not long ago with a bravado that impressed much of the world, "might better wait until a shrimp learns to whistle." The eerie sound that penetrated the Kremlin last week from out of satellite-land was suspiciously like just such a whistle. Communism's leaders watched their authority flouted, their names assailed, their puppets overthrown, their flags torn down, their soldiers shooting down workers. In a few short days, these unpleasant truths were thrust upon the Soviet high command...