Word: clusterers
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Wind for the Tunnels. Last week NACA came fairly clean to a TIME correspondent. It was considering the reports of two committees on a projected cluster of gigantic supersonic wind tunnels. To meet the needs of designers, the air would have to blast through the tunnels at fantastic speed. (One.rumor said 3,500 miles an hour.) To simulate conditions in the outer atmosphere, the whole works would have to be cooled nearly to absolute zero (-459.72° F.) and the air pressure inside reduced almost to absolute vacuum...
...Rubber Game. In the cluster of twelve companies these men boss, AVCO has a line of consumer's products ranging all the way from self-sterilizing toilet seats to marine engines.* It has a smoothly functioning distribution system to sell them. And it has a fat backlog in orders. But like every other company, it has had trouble getting into production to fill those orders. For the first nine months this year, the AVCO family turned out $100,000,000 worth of products, lost money doing it. But last month it appeared to have turned the corner, moved into...
Huff-Puff Parable. At Leopoldville, Dr. Mabie joined an assemblage of 200-odd delegates (American, British, Scandinavian, French, Belgian, Portuguese, Swiss and native) sweltering in a cluster of 22 tar-papered U.S. Army hospital buildings. In Babel-like confusion, conferees struggled with Christian heroism to meet a program of four daily sessions, crammed with as many as 19 papers at a single session...
...reporters moved out over the Saxony plains to a great cluster of tall smokestacks marking the Buna plant built by I. G. Farben in 1936 to supply the Wehrmacht's synthetic rubber tires. The plant manager told them that while there had been 11,000 workers at the end of the war, there were now 9,000, producing 1,500 tons of rubber monthly, about 60% of the peak of war production...
...this is pretty hard to take. But if you want confirmation of your suspicion that certain local professors are made of clay from the kneecaps down, Miss Howe's treatment of the Harvard faculty and all the bright, glittering people who cluster round them like a beeswarm is just what you're after...