Word: gins
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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VODKA SALES are up 146% over last year, will near $250 million for 1956. Vodka now claims 6.6% of U.S. whisky and spirits market, more than double 1955 share, but still far behind the 12.2% for gin...
...need not tell you about the rest. You know how congenial, how satisfying were the eight after-game parties they crashed, the blank faces, the curious stares, the drone of dull, repetitive remarks, the streaks of sticky gin punch on people's clothing. You know what dinner was like (breaded veal in the house dining hall). You know what the double bill at the U.T. was like. You don't know what transpired later in the car, because the tender togetherness of young lovers can be shared with no one. But Mary Jane pushed, and Hubert steered...
...Tulbach Browne of the Daily Thresh-has come to report on Pharamaul, and by a familiar "liberal" reversal of traditional loyalties, he sees his own country automatically in the wrong. The truth, as he reports it to his paper, is that gallant young Chief Dinamaula is being frustrated by gin-swilling British officials. As a grand gesture, Reporter Browne provokes Dinamaula into asking for a drink at an all-white hotel. He is refused, and in his humiliation mutters something about his hopes of marrying a white girl. In Pharamaul, that is enough to outrage both white and black. Dinamaula...
...role without a live audience, and, as before with Peter Pan, gave one of the rare performances of the TV season. With a mincing, floozy strut, she sparkled (with $1,000,000 worth of Harry Winston jewels, two Maximilian minks and five Main-bocher originals) through that hilarious old gin-rummy game, and asked a visiting U.S. Senator's wife: "You want to wash your hands or anything, honey?" She also marked the beginning of her social awakenings by defining "peninsula" as "that new medicine." As Harry Brock, the bullying baron, of junk who tries...
Coolidge was in the White House, gin was in the bathtub, and U.S. tabloid journalism was in its bawling, irresponsible infancy. Worst of all, more brazen even than the brassy era it covered, was Publisher Bernarr Macfadden's sexsational New York Evening Graphic. Quickly dubbed the 'PornoGraphic, the paper assaulted the town with scandal, reported what nobody else would dream of printing, invented what it could not report. Leading the assault from a desk littered with busts of Napoleon was a short (5 ft. 2 in.), lame martinet named Emile Henry Gauvreau, a Connecticut-born newsman of French...