Word: frothed
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...before money loses value instead of saving, to reap a quick profit instead of engaging in long-term constructive efforts, to maintain what the monetary economists call 'liquidity of assets,' but in easily salable goods rather than money-all these underlie the corruption. Corruption is only the froth and foam on the crest of this massive ground swell of civic demoralization...
Newsmen whipped themselves up into a froth of excitement when it was announced that Secretary of Defense James Forrestal would arrive. The day before, in Washington, Forrestal had announced that he was sending 1,250 marines from Guam to Tsingtao to reinforce 4,850 marines already in China and help in the evacuation of Americans. For the moment it looked as if something might be cooking on U.S. policy in the Far East...
Winchell, he jeered: "Winchell calls that work. To me, it's fun. After heavy reporting on two national conventions, turning out froth and fripperies is relaxation and relief." He will lose that job next week, when Winchell returns from vacation to turn out froth and fripperies of his own, which are more spiteful and more readable. Turn of the Screw. One of the most prolific writers in the business, an expert in the sentimental, tough-guy school of prose, horn-rimmed Jack Lait has inherited Mark Bellinger's crown as king of the hacks. He figures that...
This situation is promising, but it never quite pays off. For one thing, about halfway through the novel the reader gets an uneasy suspicion that Miss Sharp is trying to smuggle in a little Heavy Thought with the froth. What's worse, neither the comic nor dramatic possibilities of the clash between Tilly and Simon are fully exploited. In the end, the novel has no more sparkle than decarbonated soda water. But even flat soda can quench a summer day's thirst...
Lashed to a creamy froth, the skies tumbled a blanket of white on the Eastern Seaboard the day after Christmas. At first it was mistaken for leftover egg-nog, but it was not long before the awful truth dawned upon the quaint villagers of New York and Boston. It was snow. The mold had finally been broken. The awful implications were soon abroad, and within a day the sign of the flying red horse had changed to an off-white. But the effects were even broader; James B. Conant switched to Calvert because he liked its flaky texture; there...