Word: fleshly
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...exporters, masters and men, will be out of work . . . With falling exports we should not have enough money to buy both the food and raw materials we should need. Employment in the home market would collapse as exports began to dwindle. I am not just trying to make your flesh creep. All these disasters may easily come upon us if prices continue to rise at home...
While every country has its body of the true-to-life-and-how-other-people-do-it kind of romance literature, Italian love magazines called "fumetti," come adorned with countless real life pictures. These picture books show romantic adventure played out in photographic flesh as well as mere words. Written and photographed in the middle of the week, they hit the newsstands on Friday. By Saturday all Italy is ready for the next installment...
...TORTURED EARTH, by Gert Ledig (219 pp.; Henry Regnery; $3.75), is a fearful book about men whose substance has become nothing but flesh and fear. A German battalion is before Leningrad, and this is its obituary. The major in command, learning that his wife and child have been killed back in Germany, orders a senseless attack. Revenge, he hopes, will help his private anguish. But in the end, most are beyond revenge or anguish. At first this seems just another war novel beginning with "knavery rubbing elbows with horror in this louse-ridden cesspool under the hill of death." Slowly...
After nearly half a century of making a comedy of sex while some other business ladies were making it a commodity, billowy Sexagenarian Mae West, heavily flanked by a troupe of gorgeous muscle men, undulated about Manhattan's flesh-flaunting Latin Quarter nightclub, but between acts, in her dressing room, proved to be as unpretentious as anybody's grandma. Bedeviled by censorship in her earlier days, Playwright West (Sex, Pleasure Man) is now, strangely, all for watchdogs over public morality: "Why, if it wasn't for censors, there'd be more and more wickedness...
...statements like "I rejoice in the fact that in all my life I have never debased my art." He starves, paints, and falls for a firm-breasted circus girl. For several chapters Stephen hangs about her "like a wasp around a nectarine, but without once penetrating the soft flesh of the fruit." She jilts him, but "through his hurt and humiliation, he still wanted her, through his hatred he still had need...