Word: folks
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Half a million sturdy Lancashire cotton folk had ceased to spin and weave. Their grievance was specific, precisely stated. The mill owners had announced a 12½% wage cut. That would pare the average wage of each male Lancashire breadwinner from a pitiful 47 shillings ($11.08) weekly to a scandalous 41 shillings ($9.84). Sisters, wives and mothers, long since driven by necessity to eke out the family income by working in the mills, would get not 30 shillings ($7.20) but 27 shillings ($6.48), for a week's skilled labor with trained and nimble fingers...
Last week famed Remington Rand Inc., alert typewriter folk of Buffalo, shipped to far-away Angora 3,000 specially made, 31-key, 100% Turkish typewriters. "To build them we had to construct entirely new dies," said Remington Rand's foreign sales director John A. Zellers. "That was what sent the total cost of this shipment up to $400,000" ($133.33 per typewriter...
...studios, producers were irked by a scarcity of minor players, the lesser folk of filmdom who eagerly side with Equity: who, unlike big-salaried stars, need protective organization. Sympathetic labor unions gave Equity aid. Off San Pedro, Los Angeles seaport, a cinema was being filmed aboard a lugger. Among the cinema sailors were non-Equity actors. The real sailors cast away their marlin-spikes, refused to work. Simultaneously the Pacific Seamen's Union informed Equity President Frank Gillmore that they would work no more in cinema until the conflict was over...
...motion picture industry is concerned not at all about standards either of taste or morals. ... It conceived the bright idea, a few years ago, that simpleminded and possibly sensitive church folk could be lured into supporting the movies and keeping their mouths shut about censorship if the industry could be dressed up with a Presbyterian elder. And it has worked pretty well. . . . But it isn't going to work much longer...
Honky Tonk (Warner). Alone on a vaudeville stage with a piano, Sophie Tucker is impressive. Although she sings with all the traditional embellishments of the three-a-day, her strong voice somehow manages to make trashy melodies sound like folk-songs. She makes even more noise than usual in this picture but without the effect she gets when she is closer to her audience. She is handicapped by her role as a night-club hostess, by bad songs, by a ridiculous story about her priggish daughter's love-affair with a bibulous millionaire. Long before the rich young...