Word: gasped
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Corner-of-the-mouth sociology, good acting, and modern art (primitives that will make art lovers of the calendar lithograph class gasp) give "Scarlet Street" a sophisticated ugliness that is appealing, if only because of its brass...
Sirs: Your note, "Chaucer, the Agitator" [TIME, Oct. 15], calls attention to the action of Local 555 of the Teachers' Union in condemning Chaucer's Canterbury Tales because of their supposedly being a stimulus to race prejudice. One can only gasp in shocked amazement that any group of presumably educated educators could arrive at such a completely untenable opinion. Had these pedagogical-engineers read Chaucer with even the minimum of understanding, they would have discovered an author more cognizant of the ills of humanity than many a more recent writer and would have found him a champion...
Along with the authentic news from the perishing Third Reich came a rash of rumors and "reports." The dizziest to reach print was whelped by the unreliable "Free German Press Service," operated in Stockholm by Germans who call themselves "emigres" F.G.P.S.'s latest gasp: The "Hitler" who was in Berlin was not Hitler at all. It was a Plauen grocer named August Wilhelm Bartholdy, whose face was his misfortune: he looked like the Führer. Grocer Bartholdy, said F.G.P.S., had been carefully coached and combed, then sent to Berlin "to die on the barri cades. ... He will...
...least 100 flaming men clawed their way through the exits, packed with crazed, dying men. Through spattering gunfire from SS machine pistols and bazookas, most of the men staggered blindly for the nearby latrine even though it too was aflame. In a last gasp of agony they threw themselves into the excrement-filled trench where SS guards shot them and clubbed them to death, their bodies sinking slowly into the filth...
...would give contemporary artists "a sense of tradition and . . . nurtured confidence." Plain citizens regarded the show with that native Canadian modesty that has in it a hint of the defensive. Reported Toronto's weekly Saturday Night: "It is not an exhibition of masterpieces that will cause you to gasp before every other canvas-Canada's contribution to world art has not yet been that distinguished, but it is a respectable collection . . . Canadians may take a certain pride...