Word: goldbricked
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Andy Sheaffer, the hero, is a goldbrick long before he gets to the induction center. His gentlemanly marks at U.C.L.A. are designed to "keep the draft board happy without exciting envy and jealousy among my schoolmates." Andy figures he can work the student ploy right through law school and tool past the draft-age barrier of 26, preferably in his cozy little MG. But he underestimates the power of a woman. His girl Susan cannot stand a slacker. Or as she puts it to Andy: "Everything with you is cotton candy." The Cotton Candy Kid is so flummoxed by this...
...Campbell) was himself a Marine Corps noncom.* wounded three times, who won a D.S.C., Navy Cross and Croix de Guerre, and had every right to the bitter pity with which he wrote his novel. Among its 113 characters, every military type is represented-the good soldier, the coward, the goldbrick, the rank-happy shavetail, the lucky and the wound-prone. Each is caught in one lurid moment of his life, as if March had composed by the light of a Very pistol...
Author Kramer thinks of Hero Velten as a culpable intellectual whose crime is to "take the line of least resistance." Poor Velten is really rather commonplace, but in him Kramer has fashioned a figure of unheroic reality, the moral goldbrick constantly leaning against war's back door. We Shall March Again reaches a telling climax as the spokes fall out of the German war machine. Fuzzy-cheeked youngsters try to hold positions that crack divisions could not defend, commanders cannot reach the Führer because he is dillydallying at his own birthday party. But these vivid vignettes cannot...
...Congratulations on your March 22 article exposing the Army's No. i goldbrick, G. David Schine, and his fellow travelers, McCarthy and Cohn. I think the American public has been duped though, because this trio was not out on the hills of Korea doing their Commie hunting where it wasn't quite so safe...
...fast buddies and fellow performers. Then came a chance for an audition before Sergeant Peter Lind Hayes, the nightclub and TV comic, who was traveling through to recruit performers for an Army Air Force show, On the Beam. In spite of his rare protective talents as a chowhound and goldbrick, Lanza's throat was so raw with Texas dust that he could not sing. Silver, who was already selected for the show, devised a ruse: he put Lanza's name on a label and pasted it on a homemade recording (taken from a radio broadcast...