Word: feverish
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...result of a typical power-mower accident, a two-year-old girl seemed, on admission to Vanderbilt University Hospital, to have poliomyelitis. She was feverish and had a stiff neck; her left eye and right side were partly paralyzed. But the doctors were puzzled by a bruise and swelling on the top of her head. Eventually, her parents recalled that six days earlier, something had hit her on the head while she was standing near a power mower. X rays showed that a piece of metal, more than an inch long, had penetrated the skull and a big abscess...
...near-final step in the same direction was reported by Baylor University's Dr. John J. Trentin, who grew highly malignant tumors in hamsters injected with adenovirus 12, which hitherto had been known to cause disease (a feverish cold, or "grippe" ) only in humans. Doubters suggested that Dr. Trentin's adenovirus might have been contaminated with SV 40. To make sure, other laboratories will repeat the Baylor experiments...
America's feverish racism during the last few wars leaves no room for pride or sanctimonious self-satisfaction. On the other hand, Americans who have the effect of the Powell amendment in destroying a recent school aid bills. Sightless crusading against prejudice can be as crippling as race hatred...
This early sense of tragedy has never left him. His self-portraits do not look like each other because they are only facets of himself (he has nicknames for them). But they all have the same brooding eyes. A Lasansky scene can be feverish with clashing lines and spinning faces, or one lonely figure may look up to stare starkly into space. Either way, there is always an air of mourning. The world that Lasansky pictures is really two: the one that is perpetually dying and the other that must watch and grieve...
...Montand manages a brilliant satiric evocation of second-rate Astaire-the outflung white-gloved hands (without the gloves), the staccato rhythms tapped out on a walking stick like a hollow third leg, and the agitated centipede footwork interrupted with dazzling toothpasty smiles. The funniest number casts Montand as a feverish symphony conductor who snaps his baton, his Beethoven concert and his career in two to waltz off with a girl who cares only for waltzes. In sentimental Parisian songs, Montand runs the risk of sounding like a younger Chevalier, but winds through his own Paris as naturally as the Seine...