Word: frauds
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Caracas' solidly pro-Larrazábal citizens followed shouting young slum toughs and Communist agitators into the streets. For two days they ran wild, ignoring Larrazábal's sportsmanlike concession of defeat-big news itself in a continent accustomed to ending vote counts with cries of fraud. Only a cloud of army tear gas stopped them. And although Ground Forces Commander Marco Aurelio Moros declared himself "sure that the armed forces will respect the will of the people," Pérez Jiménez-coddled officers have long been unshakably opposed to Betancourt...
...several other complications because the resident battle-ax (Gladys Cooper) soon starts swinging for The Major's head. She demands that he be forced to leave the hotel, even though-or perhaps because-she knows that her shy, hysterical daughter (Deborah Kerr) is in love with the old fraud...
...Scott-Free. Grabbing his readers by their lapels. Editor Scott ran an expose of shyster used-car dealers that put the worst offender out of business, followed up with a story on a bogus real estate firm that led to three indictments for fraud. He front-paged an account of Vancouver's skid-row bread line, side by side with a Canadian Press story saying that Kraft Foods Ltd. blamed the high cost of food on the consumer demand for fancy preparation. Even Publisher Crornie did not get off Scott-free. The Sun ran a three-part analysis...
...from the pen of Cassandra, whose reigning creative climate is the icy winter of discontent. In 20 splenetic years on the Mirror he has hissed a steady, indiscriminate choler, spraying such targets as physicians ("smooth, lying inefficiency") and dogs ("Man's Best Friend is a fake and a fraud"). A seething Germanophobe, he took the occasion of West German President Theodor Heuss's recent cool reception in England (TIME, Nov. 3) to prick the Germans with his needle quill: "All I want of them is to wait for a generation to pass before they come sidling...
Watching the barely seaworthy fleet, so top-heavy that the lower guns rolled awash in a moderate sea, manned by semi-mutinous sailors and officered by incompetents, a staff officer groaned in despair: "This is simply nothing but a fraud-an infamous fraud." It would have been, without Admiral Rozhestvensky, a towering, bearded figure who bellowed crews into submission, fired live ammunition at ships slow in answering signals, bullied Hamburg-Amerika colliers into following the fleet to coal...