Word: duces
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Before 1943, he was the Duce's tame intellectual, a pet journalist of Fascism, who, as special correspondent for Milan's Corriere delta Sera, was fed rich scoops of news on the silver spoon of favoritism. When the war began to turn against the Axis, so did Malaparte's pen. He was punished with brief confinement in a Rome prison, then allowed to retire to a Capri villa; there he was liberated by the Allied forces. Malaparte promptly put all his inside information about high Fascist circles at the disposal of the Allied command, and was rewarded...
...disillusioned and impatient who abound in Italy's uneven economy. To these unhappy Italians they sold nostalgia, a promise to resurrect the old days when Italy strutted before the world as a first-class power, when decisions were made for, not by, the people, and when the Duce took care of everyone. Most important of all, the M.S.I, won backing from among the same group that financed Mussolini's rise-rich landowners and industrialists who fear even De Gasperi's mild reform program and want insurance against change...
Rachele Mussolini, 61, widow of the late Benito, finally got possession of her old dowry farm near Forlì, plus six other farms and two villas once owned by the dictator. One catch: the government slapped a $16,000 mortgage on the property owned by Il Duce, which represented, it said, wartime profits made during his regime...
...Saint Perón's Day signifies that popular rapture has reached a heavenly level. It is not enough to call Perón a Caudillo, Big Brother, Duce or Führer; these terms have a worldly connotation, and since he has achieved heavenly status without the necessity of dying, it is better to dub him saint. But in another sense, Saint-Peron-ism is the political version of Superman. Even as the followers of Superman trust in his extraordinary talents, so do the shirtless worshipers of Saint Perón believe in his special powers-divine, atomic...
...sent a breakfast of "California oranges and . . . San Francisco chocolate drops." Mussolini was pleased, too. "He even treated us as important guests by rising from his chair and advancing to the front of his desk while we covered the interminable distance . . . across the immense room." When Il Duce had trouble with English words, recalls Kaltenborn, "I would tentatively suggest one. Several times he accepted it, but more often he rejected it and chose...