Word: clambering
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...good news to the 800 uranium prospectors now wandering over the vast Colorado Plateau. Some are gnarled, weather-beaten desert rats packing their gear on a mule, looking for telltale yellow uranium streaks on the faces of weathered cliffs. Others are pink-cheeked amateurs with Geiger counters who clamber over the rocks, listening with ear phones for radioactive clicks, thus providing a source of innocent merriment (see cut). At Marysvale, claims have been staked on every inch of land for eight miles around Segmiller's strike, and the town citizens are now spending almost all their time...
...method is dialectic; that is, he sees in paradox not the defeat of logic but the grist of an intellectual calculus-a necessary climbing tool for attempting the higher peaks of thought. The twists & turns of his reasoning and his wary qualifications are not hedging, but the effort to clamber after truth. He knows that simplicity is often merely the misleading coherence of complexity...
...aquatic love scene: "Maureen O'Hara playfully pushes John Payne into the water, dives in and a gay race ensues. Boy & Girl clamber onto the raft. . . . After they get tired laughing, he gives her a hard, intense, libidinous look and seals her mouth with a very long passionate kiss . . . so that the screenwriter won't have to think up any dialogue...
...Philosophy Is Born. Some light is shed on the new philosophy by the way in which Sébille, anxious to clamber on to the lurching bandwagon of postwar Parisian culture, hit upon its name. One day Sébille met a charming girl in an existentialist bar. Said he: "After dinner I proposed to her that we get to know each other more intimately. She replied with a disarming smile: 'Of course. I'm an intimatist.' The name of my philosophy was found...
...Abraham Lincoln sits at home as his young sons clamber over him; they "patted his cheeks, pulled his nose and poked their fingers in his eyes." The sons were roughnecks: "Willie and Tad . . . rifled the drawers and riddled boxes, battered the points of my gold pens against the stairs, turned over the inkstands on "the papers. ... I wanted to wring the necks of these brats and pitch them out of the windows...