Word: briton
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Rising Tide. But the West Indians are on every Briton's doorstep. And they are still coming in, in a tide that reached 10,000 this year and is still increasing. They carry British passports, and they cannot be barred on the ground of job scarcity; in booming Britain, there are more jobs than men to fill them. Admitted the Economist: "Complaints that natives of the West Indies are taking jobs and homes away from natives of Britain are really only polite hypocrisy...
...Draped Reclining Figure by a contemporary Briton, Henry Moore, was part of a Moore show at the Curt Valentin Gallery. Moore, as renowned in his own lifetime as Blake was scorned in his, received the usual all-out praise from Manhattan critics. The New York Times's Howard Devree went so far as to write that "the figures stand or sit or lie like members of some ancient race of prototypes of man, self-contained and with vision that goes out over larger areas of experience than those of mortals, and with a kind of wintry" courage that...
...they took the last turn, a spotlight focused on the pair and picked up Chataway's final move. His smooth style remained, but there was no sign of the stamina needed for a sprint when the Briton moved out on the track to get racing room. Fifty yards from the tape, he was half a pace back. Twenty-five yards to go, and he was still behind. But the gap was smaller now. By the time they passed the tape, Chris Chataway, the man who always finishes second, was first by a stride. His time...
...only one workable solution to the problem has been offered, and it has been slow in winning acceptance. A Briton who took advantage of the system explained it bluntly in a letter to the Daily Telegraph: "There is a little-known way of avoiding the cost and misery of a funeral-a way that enables most of us to be of more use dead than alive. Simply bequeath your body to the nearest medical school...
...Fisher is the local handyman in Great Cornard, a village of 1,000 souls which has drowsed on Suffolk's green plains through seven centuries of British history. He is also secretary of the local Labor Party, and early last year, he got to thinking. Like many another Briton, especially of Socialist persuasion, he was worried about the hostility between Communism and the West. And he was worried about rearming the Germans. So he sat down at a table in his cottage. In his careful, council-school hand, he wrote...