Word: brixton
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...week's end the Crown called Dr. Francis Busby, senior medical officer at Brixton Prison, who pronounced Podola's amnesia "definitely not genuine," and insisted that if Podola's memory really had vanished he could not have played chess and vingt-et-un with his guards without first being shown how. Podola, he said, had "deceived" Edwards and other doctors who held that he was not fit to be tried...
Blow Them Up. Britain's prisons have for years made humanitarians blush, but somehow Parliament has never got around to doing much about them. What Herbert Morrison said of Dartmoor-"The only thing to do with Dartmoor is to blow it up"-could be said about Pentonville, Wandsworth, Brixton, Wormwood Scrubs and just about all the others. Many are more than a century old, built for treadmill labor and solitary confinement. Bleak Dartmoor itself was. built in 1808 for French prisoners of war, has changed little since the War of 1812 when it held 2,000 captive American seamen...
...most extraordinary scenes the twentieth century can afford for future generations will be the sight of Bertrand Russell in his cell in Brixton Prison, serenely composing his technical Introduction to Mathematical Philosophy while serving the sentence imposed by the British government for the crime of being an active pacifist during World...
...London's seedy Camden Town, a Negro arguing with a white girl touched off a fight which developed into two days of sporadic rioting. In Birmingham, unionists rebelled when the city proposed to hire 300 Negro bus conductors, caved in only under a nationwide barrage of protests. In Brixton, slogans appeared on walls "Keep Britain White." Some pubs refused Negroes admittance...
...golden echo" that rings throughout his book is of an English era when thoughtful men and women (except for those in Brixton) were so unconstricted and free from world-worry that the occasional explosions of war and revolution fell on their ears like detonations from another planet. So inbred was their sense of imperturbable peace that, when World War I broke out, none suspected that it was sounding the knell of the golden echo. Indeed, Author Garnett; fussing with his fungi, saw no need to join the army. His friend John Maynard Keynes (who grew up to be the great...