Word: fog
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...moves through the battlefields of the cold war, it has three main roads to choose from. One is the high, hard-surfaced speedway to war; another is the low, crawling path to appeasement. In between lies the third-a rutted, twisting route, shrouded here by patches of fog, mined there by enemy booby traps. Last week, amid cries from critics who wanted to travel either the high road or the low, Dwight Eisenhower and John Foster Dulles churned resolutely along the center route. At times, it was difficult to see where they were going, but it was clear that...
...times the fog closed in or a booby trap exploded. With an election approaching in Great Britain, the Conservative Party adopted a campaign tone that sounded as though it would give the Communists everything they wanted in the Far East. In Viet Nam the instability of the new U.S.-supported government and the resulting civil strife was a critical problem (see FOREIGN NEWS). In the Formosa Strait there lay the danger of possibly blundering onto the low road of appeasement...
...shape, last year slumped to 117 on the national production index (1938 = 100), compared to 180 for industry as a whole. Such big tax-supported state monopolies as Institute per la Ricostruzione Industriale (I.R.I.) and Ente Nazionale Idrocarburi (E.N.I.) spread over Italy's economy like a ground fog, dampening the growth of private business initiative (TIME...
...possibilities offered by Paris in April, she burbles and bubbles over with joie de vivre. Next to her, even the sleek and well-tailored older woman of Elina Labourdette seems a bit lifeless, while Vernon Gray, the not-so-inexperienced son, almost appears to be wrapped in an English fog...
...that no one was ever to lay a hand on Ad). Even after he was committed to an asylum in 1927, Ad kept right on training, weaving, ducking and swishing uppercuts as he shadowboxed with the phantoms from his past. Once in a while, he came out of the fog. "Say, what is this place?" he would ask. "When do I get out of here?" In the last few years he went blind. The questions came less frequently, and the battered brain gave up groping toward the present. Last week, not long after Ad Wolgast's 67th birthday...