Word: greying
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...pulpit into a platform, he set about denouncing political rivals, rarely failing to kiss his female congregant-constituents as they filed past after his spellbinding sermons. Elected to the House in 1944, he kept piling up fame and fortune, acquired a powder-blue Mark V Jaguar, a destroyer-grey Nash-Healey, two boats, three posh homes. 20 winter suits, and, in lawful succession, two wives. Wife No. 1 was a trim Cotton Club chorine, whom Powell divorced in 1945 ("I fear I just outgrew her"). Wife No. 2 is Jazz Pianist Hazel Scott, who spends most of her time...
...Deke" Parsons special care during those five hours was a mechanical marvel nicknamed "Little Boy." A vaguely cylindrical device, it measured 129 in. long, 31½ in. in diameter, weighed 9,700 Ibs. Four antennas bristled from its tail; its tungsten-steel nose glistened; on its grey flanks were scrawled obscene greetings to Emperor Hirohito...
...mile across the mighty Volga River. Behind it lies an artificial reservoir 1½ times the size of Great Salt Lake. In its construction, 6.5 billion cu. ft. of earth was excavated-more than was dug out in the building of the Panama Canal. The huge, pale grey power station housing the 20 turbines is 2,000 ft. long, 200 ft. high -twice as large in volume as the gingerbread skyscraper of Moscow University, the tallest building in Russia...
...reporting, The Road to Wigan Pier is unmatched in the set pieces of industrial sociology. In the black country, Orwell first took lodgings above a shop that sold nothing much but "black tripe" (the "grey flocculent stuff" and the "ghostly translucent feet of pigs" were kept in a beetle-infested cellar). To get his story, he wandered in and around Wigan (population then a little under 87,000), and the account of these wanderings still makes the reader feel that he has been dragged heels first through a municipal garbage dump. Orwell lived in rooms that smelled "like a ferret...
Strapping in a well-tailored grey-blue suit, he swaggered into Cairo's canopied Republic Square. Just two years earlier, getting ready to nationalize the Suez Canal Co., he had yelled: "Americans, may you choke to death in your fury." Now the crowd of 100,000, assembled by trucks and bargain-rate excursion trains from all over Egypt, roared "Ya Gamal!" (O Gamal!). At length, the huge square stilled, and the President and his honor guests from Iraq waited briefly, during a reading from the Koran: "Those who oppose truth will die angry, but we will conquer." Then, mopping...