Word: liquor
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Officer Mentality. Osami Nagano represents the most aggressive, hearty, popular officer type Japan possesses: he is a kind of Greater East Asian Halsey. He is big for a Japanese-about 5 ft. 9 in., and built like a barrel. He is famous for being able to roll liquor past his tongue without loosening it. He is, as all Japanese warriors should be, a good family man: at the age of 62 he is presently engaged in raising a family with his third wife. He laughs with his belly and his guts are tough...
From Chief of Staff General George C. Marshall went an order calling attention to a IOOI regulation that forbids sale of hard liquor on military reservations, an all-but-forgotten rule. Prevailing practice in most officers' clubs and messes* is for stewards to purchase liquor in the name of officer-members, earmark bottles for an officer's personal use. Some clubs had grown lax in recent years, allowed unrestricted bar sales...
...Good & Bad. This concentration has both its good and bad points for the long pull. The distillers will probably be able to cut down wine distribution costs (since wine and liquor are usually retailed through the same outlets) and advertise wines in a bigger & better way. Already Schenley is on the air with a 4 5-minute nationwide radio show to boost wine consumption. On this score even the independent wineries are happy. Said San Gabriel Vineyard Co.: "The big fellows will publicize wine as it has never been publicized before...
...while all this may happen, the "big fellows" may also destroy competition, as has been the case in many another industrial merger. Moreover, distilling hard liquor and producing wine have almost nothing in common; hence distillers have for the present nothing to add to vineyard technique. This is especially true in the case of high-grade wines, where small discriminating wineries such as California's Paul Masson Winery and Wente Bros, have labored hard to collect an educated clientele. Best hope is that despite the invasion of big-time money the small fellow will still compete in producing both...
There was the old Petty girl fluttering on another wall, above the liquor-stained armchair; the one he had helped Bob carry over from Matthews when the moved out of the Yard. "Two years isn't much time," Vag thought. He felt the cigarette cling to his dry lips as he shuffled over to the fireplace. The bricks were cold and black. Vag shivered as he remembered all the week-hour bull sessions its fires had warned, and the way they used to talk about a far-away war with a bottle of scotch on the floor between them...