Word: casualities
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...personalities of Commanding Officer Captain Charles P. Mason and the officers of his staff. At older Pensacola, one of the Navy's other air training stations, cadet life is stricter and discipline more sternly professional. At Jax, military formalities are reduced to a minimum, and habits are more casual, friendlier. The thermostat for this temperature is Lieut. Commander Roger Cutler, a tall, ruddy Bostonian, who left the textile business to take command of the Cadet Regiment. Known out of his earshot as Rodge, Cutler goes at his duties with the directness of a businessman, impatiently waves aside red tape...
Lieut. Charles R. Yancey and Captain Lowell Bean put together a practical sight for a 75-mm. gun from two lengths of iron pipe (cost: $1), two 15? mirrors, 10? worth of adhesive tape. In casual tests during maneuvers in Tennessee, a gun with their sight got more hits than one with a complicated, expensive, and unsatisfactory affair which the Army had adapted to anti-tank use. General Staff officers and high-ranking artillerymen promptly beat a path to the doors of Yancey & Bean, decided their gadget was worth looking into...
...Shirer confided to his diary: "Have started, God help me, a novel. . . ." Three days later he made another jotting: "Trouble in Spain. . . ." Before the "trouble in Spain" was over, Shirer had finished his novel, changed jobs (from Universal to Columbia Broadcasting System), moved to Vienna. There he made another casual entry in his diary: "Much tension here this Sabbath. Schuschnigg has had a secret meeting with Hitler at Berchtesgaden. ..." Next thing Shirer knew the Nazis were in Vienna...
Moral Vacuum. One advantage of a diary is its informal catching of passing moods, backgrounds, people. Sandwiched among the great disasters in this book are many casual entries about the European civilization which Shirer loved. They are revealing. There is the usual chitchat about El Greco's greens, The Decline of the West and The Magic Mountain, "a tremendous novel." There is a murmuring of the evocative names of storied cities. There is gnashing of teeth, impotent anger, weeping, physical illness at each new Nazi success...
Seldom do Americans eagerly read such a book as this-a modest, 285-page exposition of abstract political theory called The Managerial Revolution. But few books of political theory pack such a punch as this does. Even its slyly casual subtitle promises to tell them something they want desperately to know-What Is Happening in the World...