Word: fatted
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...great ideas the great minds have ever voiced. Meanwhile, as a result of brisk promotion by the university-organized Great Books Foundation, adult education classes in the Great Books are becoming a nationwide middlebrow vogue. Hutchins himself teaches one class of prominent Chicagoans (known as "The Fat Men's Course"). There are 50,000 other people hashing the books over, too, from Chicago's swank Union League Club to the Detroit House of Correction and the U.S. Embassy in Guatemala...
Chicago Deadline (Paramount) is a lagging, maudlin movie with a tricky plot that never quite gets untangled. A sentimental reporter (Alan Ladd) who finds a pretty corpse in a cheap hotel is moved to track down the people in her fat address book and find out how she came to her sordid end. After Reporter Ladd finally "winds up the case," there are at least two unexplained murders and a heroine whose life story is still pretty much of a mystery. The journalistic technique constantly threatens to make the movie a good study of sleazy big-city life...
...Fat Farmer. It is still too early to put neomycin among the widely useful antibiotics because of possible harmful side effects such as kidney damage. But it has already been used with success as a last desperate measure. Just before Labor Day, a fat but unhappy farmer was admitted to Pennsylvania Hospital in Philadelphia. He had a deep-seated infection caused by a common microbe, Aerobacter aerogenes, which is usually a pushover for penicillin or streptomycin...
Then Dr. Duncan tried Waksman's supposedly dangerous drug on the patient. Within a few hours the infection was licked, and a few days later the fat farmer walked out, pain-free for the first time in years. Says Dr. Duncan: "There may not be many cases like this, but if we can save only one or two patients a year with a drug like neomycin, that drug has justified its existence...
Szipzr would not deny his prisoners the advantages which he himself enjoyed. For fat fees he would provide bored, wealthy prisoners with women visitors, who frequently stayed overnight in the cells. There were nights when the corridors of the Marko Street House of Detention sounded just like one of Budapest's livelier nightspots. Drinks were sold by Szipzr and his assistants, and only the gypsy band was missing...