Word: chews
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Huntington, N.Y., is still obsessed with despair. A hollow man sits in a Waste Land landscape daubing at a canvas on which is painted nothing but a big hole. Rats, which to Grosz represents man's conscience "always gnawing at him for the deed he did not do," chew at the easel. This painter once believed in something, explains Grosz, but now he paints only a hole, "without meaning, without anything - nothing but nothingness, the nothingness of our time...
...come to this case," said Federal Judge Harold R. Medina 34 months ago, "without any knowledge of the investment banking business, but I intend to get my teeth into this matter." The court was soon wondering whether there was anything to chew on at all. For nearly three years, Medina fidgeted with ill-concealed impatience while Justice Department lawyers tried to prove that 17 big investment banks had conspired to monopolize the securities business through the syndicate system of negotiated bidding...
...About that time, Kindelberger, up until then a teetotaler, decided to investigate drinking. With his customary zeal, he drew up a list of every drink known, systematically made and sampled each. Says he: "In my life I have made and drunk every conceivable drink, even some you had to chew. But in my old age I've learned one thing: there's nothing that beats a good Scotch on ice, with just a drop of water...
...Yorkers, still discussing Edna Ferber's taunt that their city was "the dirtiest in the world" (TIME, May 4), got some new criticism to chew on last week...
...perfectly muscled body was only 5 ft. 6 in. high, his visage was stern, beaked and remorseless, his eyes of a peculiar hazel which became somberly multicolored in moments of passion. His teeth were none too good-per haps because he believed that the cure for toothache was to chew hard on a piece of mahogany ("massage," he called it). He always slept soundly; even when many anxieties were on his mind, his snores resounded "like coal going down a chute." Though his joints cracked like muskets when he did his one-legged heave-ups, he was determined to outlive...