Word: filth
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From then on, at stop after stop, Nixon was met with a steady drumfire of hostile questions: Is the U.S. really for peace? Why does the Voice of America "pour filth" on the Soviet Union? Why doesn't the U.S. recognize Red China? Aware of the Communist tactic, but also mindful of an audience whose sympathy he might win, Nixon gave restrained but unyielding answers, pounding away endlessly at Russia's jamming of U.S. broadcasts and its refusal to give the Russian people a chance to choose freely between conflicting "truths." At Uralmash, the Siberian plant that...
...inherited utter depravity and corruptness-not only as a punishment, but also as a kind of disease, creating a condition for which eternal punishment is merited and just. "It is certain," wrote Calvin, "that in our body and soul there is in the eyes of God nothing but repulsive filth." But in his mercy, God has elected to save some by giving them the grace to believe in Christ, and through that faith to be justified and raised to eternal life. This is all God's doing; nothing man or church can do can save...
Oranges & Oatmeal. The scene, recalling the world of Oscar Wilde, The Yellow Book and Gissing's New Grub Street, is set in London's "grey and grisly filth and fog," where the lamps seem fueled by sewer gas, and Nicholas Crabbe alone shines by the unflickering integrity of his own malice. Crabbe, "as still and alert as his eponym," making his sidelong way through the bitter brine and marine fauna of a demented imagination, is a memorable creature...
...full swing, I joined them. As chairman of the council of ministers at the time, I was not only their accomplice but their nominal leader. The antiparty group met and plotted in my office. If therefore I once behaved correctly, I subsequently shared with them all the antiparty filth...
...after the boy was pulled off. Again the car sliced through the crowd, was nearly cut off by a herd of cattle but, after colliding heavily with a cow, slipped past. All along the route to the embassy it was met by a barrage of mud, stones and assorted filth. Further back waved crudely lettered signs: "Go home, little dog Rountree." "Rontry, do not step on our beloved land with your bloody feet!" Waiting at the embassy gate was a truckload of mobsters chanting, "Go home, Rountree ... Go home, Rountree...