Word: heatedly
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Speaking to the American Bar Association in Chicago, Joseph N. Welch, former special counsel for the Army in its squabble with Senator Joseph McCarthy, reflected on his depressing sojourn in Washington. "The two simple emotions I observed at the capital were fear and hate, fanned to a white heat," said he. "It was frightening to me . . .A steady diet of this . . . will destroy us." Meanwhile, Tennessee's Ray Jenkins, special committee counsel at the long-winded hearings, discovered that he had popped up as Y. Y. Cragnose, a bumpy-beaked character in Cartoonist Al Capp...
...year ago utterly obsolete." What the great old man was referring to here is the fact that the hydrogen bomb has turned out to be an even more hideous and destructive weapon than was planned and expected. It has now been discovered that in certain special cases the heat and blast may be no more than the percussion cap of a much larger phenomenon...
...only the captured negro cocoons but their own cocoons as well, plus all their food, eggs, and their queen. They headed straight for the desolate negro city and made it their own. Author Crompton believes that "more or less mental processes must have taken place": i.e., even in the heat of battle, the sanguin warriors noticed that the enemy city was better than their own, returned home and persuaded their fellows to migrate...
...together Perkins' first engine, a four-cylinder monster named "Vixen." Since Vixen had no self-starter, for the first test mechanics unbolted the combustion-chamber caps, ran to a nearby furnace, waited for the caps to get almost red-hot, then ran back to bolt them into place. Heat from the caps ignited the fuel in the chamber; after the engine fired and ran, the entire shop staff retired to a pub to celebrate...
...heat of Frankfurt's summer Army wives were in no mood to accept Dilley's dictums uncomplainingly. From hundreds of Kaffeeklatsche and bridge tables rose pained outcries. "Nasty old man!" fumed a sergeant's wife. Snorted the redheaded wife of a lieutenant: "The Army can't tell me what's good taste. Next thing, they'll be taking fashion courses at West Point...