Word: fixes
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...deplore the possibility of putting the Government into this field, either as a party in negotiations and certainly in establishing laws to fix the levels of profits and of wages and prices [but] I would again insist that the whole 175 million of us ought to make clear that we are concerned about this matter, and this is not something where we are standing aside and seeing ourselves hurt...
...cruiser had broken down. The rescuers tossed him a towline, whereupon the stalled skipper triumphantly tied it around his waist and hollered "Let's go!" One of the classic invitations to trouble comes for the outboard owner when the engine quits. The owner lunges to the stern to fix it. His added weight brings the transom, already too low in the water, lower still. A five-gallon wave (roughly 50 lbs.) slops aboard. The next wave comes in easier, and the boat swamps...
...through a program that trimmed expenditures, streamlined administration, slowed the state's loss of industry by tax incentives and improved "business climate." When he ran for a second term in 1954, his winning margin soared to 75,252. ("As Governor," grouses a friend, "he wouldn't even fix a library card for you.") In 1956, as an outstanding G.O.P. Governor, Herter reluctantly got involved in a Herter-for-President-if-Ike-decides-not-to-run movement, and then was dragged into fancy-free Harold Stassen's Herter-instead-of-Nixon drive. Herter slapped Stassen down by making...
Such moments can be glorious, and Bonnard's art was to seize and fix them for all time. His Piazza del Popolo has the quality of a good dream about to vanish. The Terrace shimmers, billowing like a veil before the onrush of huge forces. And finally Early Spring, which seems so gentle at first, is heaving, budding, bursting, beckoning, filled with wet splendors and bright pangs of delight...
...across the U.S. to preach his message, sometimes sleeping and eating in his Rambler. He wears an alarm wrist watch to remind himself when to stop talking, but no one can remember a time when he ever heeded it. He likes to get up before women's clubs, fix the ladies accusingly with his blue-grey eyes. "Ladies," he says, wagging his finger at them, "why do you drive such big cars? You don't need a monster to go to the drugstore for a package of hairpins. Think of the gas bills!" No audience is too small...