Word: hamming
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...posed a threat, Rhee kicked him out of the Home Ministry and had police, block leaders and village elders pass the word to voters that Rhee's favorite for the vice-presidency was not Lee, but a little-known politico of 82 (some say he is 84) named Ham Dae Yung. Half a century ago, Rhee was condemned to death for political activities. Ham, then a young judge, commuted his sentence. Last week Rhee's good friend Ham beat out Lee by 1,000,000 votes...
...People have got to concentrate when you start giving them the old habeas corpus mandamus potatus. Don't try to be required reading. Be a diversion . . . You remind me of an old ham in vaudeville stretching his laughs and sweating his bows and keeping the other acts hanging around cracking peanuts or laundering their tights in the basin when it would have been more effective to quit on a loud laugh five minutes sooner . . . The trouble with you, Pegler, is when you have got nothing more to say you say it, and say it, and say it. when...
Dreamboat (20th Century-Fox) is a tart, tweedy college professor (Clifton Webb), who was once a silent screen ham, rated second in popularity only to "some stupid police dog." When his old movies suddenly become popular on television, embarrassed Professor Webb sues to keep them from being shown. "It's like exhuming a man from his grave," he argues. But the ending is a happy one: Webb winds up in Hollywood with a talking picture contract that bars police dogs from the casts of his movies...
...Japan, 38-year-old Hanama Tasaki runs a ham and bacon business by day, a nightclub after sundown. He also writes novels. Hawaiian-born, U.S.-educated and a veteran of the Japanese army, he made his U.S. fiction debut in 1950 with Long the Imperial Way, a ploddingly serious novel about Japanese infantrymen. To his publishers, at least, the book set Tasaki up as "the principal interpreter of present-day Japan to the United States...
Professor Ernest A. Rudge of West Ham Municipal College was on a picnic with his wife near Holyfield, twelve miles northeast of London, when he first noticed the odd, pear-shaped stone. Made of pebbles embedded in sandstone (conglomerate), it looked like a pudding full of raisins. To Archeologist Rudge the stone seemed out of place in that area; there is no native conglomerate within five miles...