Word: ferdinands
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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About the curriclum, one faculty member asserted that it was too cut-and-dried, with little encouragement of exploration or treatment of sensitive topics. "They're usually leery of any topic that doesn't have a long critical bibliography," he added. Commenting on this, Professor Ferdinand J. Denbeaux, chairman of the Bible department (Biblical history is the only specific course requirement at the college), stated that suprisingly enough his discipline was the only one in the college which studied Freud...
...Filipinos, Chieftain Lapu Lapu became a hero when in 1521 he killed Portugal's pioneer World Girdler Ferdinand Magellan...
Some of the hulks dredged up by U.N. salvagers and dumped in the shallows still jut from corners of Port Said harbor; a few weatherworn propaganda posters still flap from the city's walls, and the scarred stump of the statue of Canal Builder Ferdinand de Lesseps, torn down by mobs celebrating the departure of the last Anglo-French invaders, still stands at the canal entrance. Vastly more in evidence, as Egyptians prepared to celebrate the second anniversary of Nasser's Suez "victory," were the 385 ships that his Suez Canal Authority shuttled through the canal last week...
...these wanderings still makes the reader feel that he has been dragged heels first through a municipal garbage dump. Orwell lived in rooms that smelled "like a ferret's cage" and ate unmentionable meals at tables under which there was sometimes a full chamber pot. Even Louis-Ferdinand Céline's vomitive delineation of the Paris slums could not bring more repulsive social maggots into focus than those fixed by Orwell's baleful lens. He went down the wet, dripping, insecure coal mines on the heels of the naked miners-the comparatively fortunate who still...
...sound like literary echoes: charming as Christiane is, she has been met before more charmingly in the pages of Colette; Anthony, in his bedridden sloth, his antisocial despairs, his wounded intellectual cries, has slouched through a long line of novels ranging from Ivan Goncharov's Oblomov to Louis-Ferdinand Celine's Journey to the End of the Night...