Word: haile
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...prepare U.S. radio listeners for a week during which it became difficult to tune in without hearing Benny hailed or Jell-O joshed, Variety had published a Benny issue, complete with impressive data on the rise and take* of radio's richest earner. On one program Eddie Cantor recited: "You've come up the hard way. old fellow, I mean the hard way, not the soft way like Jell-O." On another', Punster Fred Allen spent 60 minutes abusing his friendly enemy while Wife Portland tried to finish a squeaky paean beginning: ''All hail...
...about what goes on in a radio studio.¶stood for Crossley ratings. M was for Mother ("All mothers are wise, and most of them speak with a sectional accent"). O was for Orson, celebrated in a lyric commencing "Who is Orson? What is he, that all the critics hail him?" and ending "All is well that ends with Welles." At Q, quizzes came up, "programs which make you feel good if you know the answers which the guy at the microphone doesn't, but if he does know the answers and you don't, well then...
...quiescent, Correspondent Whitaker thinks. They accept the German occupation "with as much resignation as the eruption of Vesuvius." They are overawed by Germany's military might. But once the Germans are being defeated, they will be ready to rise, he predicts. At night, when an Italian tries to hail a passing taxi (scarce in wartime), he shouts: "Libero? [Are you free?]" In the darkness come answers from people in the street...
...took a hurricane to get Carol Hohen zollern and Magda Lupescu out of Spain. Since the ex-King and his plump Pompa dour fled from Rumania amid a hail of brickbats and the spat of lead against their armored train (TIME. Nov. 25), the Spanish Government has given them asylum but refused to let them push on to Portugal. "I am desperate!" chain-smoking Carol told a London Daily Express reporter. "If I do not get a favorable reply to my application to leave Spain tomorrow, I will go on a hunger strike!" Carol and Magda continued to eat heartily...
Henry Wallace appeared, brushed and beaming, looking sure of himself; with him John Nance Garner, his little apple-cheeks pink in the cold, his eyebrows like small puffs of Texas cotton. The band broke into Hail to the Chief, and the President walked slowly forward from the shadows of the rotunda, leaning on the arm of Son James resplendent in the Marine Corps's red, gold and blue uniform...