Word: heaven
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...entire 60,000 votes, it gives Coughlin one vote for every other 700 votes possessed by citizens who are not fortunate enough to be able to broadcast their views on the radio at the expense of ignorant people who probably believe they are paying for a seat in Heaven and not for notoriety for a windy priest...
...once Variety's prognostication was wholly wrong. For producer and author The Green Pastures proved not only an artistic but a financial Heaven on earth. Marc Connelly had put a little bit of everything dramatically good into his white man's idea of a black man's idea of the Bible stories. Audiences split their sides laughing at the play's account of Genesis, in which "de Lawd," wanting to provide "firmament" for the custard at a celestial fish fry, makes too much, has to create the Earth as a place to "dreen it off." Spectators...
...equal that of the Metropolitan Museum. Not until last August did he have a shop he considered fit to invite his fellow members to, but the spotless, simple grey building to which the armor collectors went last week seemed like a sort of New Deal blacksmith's heaven. There are showers and a roof where his 35 craftsmen and associates can take sun baths. Light pours in during the day and not far from the roaring furnaces and clanging anvils stand vases of cut flowers...
...turn savage, and poor old Noah is left sad, infirm, alone. He does not think he has quite deserved all his troubles. He doubts if their imposition has been quite "sporting" of God. But there is just one thing he wants to know. He lifts his shaggy face to heaven. "Are you satisfied?" he calls. "Are you satisfied?" And again, "ARE YOU SATISFIED?" A fine big rainbow pops out of the sky. "Then." quietly says old Noah, "I am satisfied...
...single moment -my last." As Claude watches his dying friend he thinks: "Ah, if only they existed, those gods of theirs, and he might, even at the cost of never-ending torment, howl in their faces, like the baying dogs, the bitter truth-that no hope of heaven, no promise of reward, nothing can justify the end of any human life...