Word: gushes
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Gush of Oil. For the funds, this has been the year of the big switch. Many have selectively sold off glamour stocks and cyclical shares (autos, steels, non-ferrous metals), which swing along with the ups and downs of the economy. They have gone into more solid, less spectacular "defense" shares that stand to grow with the U.S. population, such as food manufacturers, electric utilities, oils and insurance companies...
Next day the riots had subsided -partly because police allowed the hydrants to gush until 5 p.m. before closing them. Then a Negro girl doused a cop with a pail of water, and the slum ignited once more. That night and the next, the level of violence increased by almost geometric progression, spread ing west and south to cover an area eight miles square. Negroes stopped automobiles driven by whites and beat the occupants. Small gangs pillaged scores of shops. They hurled fire bombs, rocks and chunks of masonry at the firemen who responded to the alarms. As Molotov cocktails...
...some, like Maurice Belanger, assistant professor of education, attacked the write-ups. "I see no hope for a significant dialogue based on cult, gush, and gossip," Belanger wrote. Strangely enough, his write-up was the most flattering in the booklet...
...tube and electrical leads hooked up, Mrs. Ceraso's circulation took a new turn. When her left ventricle contracted, it propelled most of its blood, against negligible resistance, into the pump's Silastic chamber. The electrical impulse signaling this event then triggered the pump, and a gush of oxygen into the outer Fiberglas chamber squeezed the blood out of the Silastic core into the aorta. In the process, it pushed the blood along with much more force than Mrs. Ceraso's enlarged and enfeebled left ventricle could have mustered unaided. To reduce the risk of blood damage...
Like a Bee. Somewhere between the last gush of the romantics and the first blush of the moderns, emerged Artur Rubinstein. Like a browser at a rummage sale, he sampled the new and the old and took the best from each. From the new he learned respect for the notes; from the old, devotion to what goes on between the notes. "I approached all those pianists like a bee," he says. "I owe them quite a lot, but I dismissed a lot in them too. If there's anything original about me, it is a composite of all of them...