Word: mad
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...spleen, lying just under the lowest left rib, is a kind of junkman of the blood stream. It collects worn-out blood cells, breaks them up and sends the debris to the liver. Marvin Goodman's spleen, ten times oversize, destroyed his red blood cells with mad indiscrimination. As a result, he became anemic. His skin turned yellow, then green. His weight fell from 150 lb. to 90 lb. in six months. He obviously was dying of hemolytic jaundice...
Conscious of his neuroses, Powys sometimes turned them to account. At school he got out of a disagreeable fix by successfully pretending to be mad. His vociferous strangeness attracted a few disciples at Cambridge. When he went to the U. S. in 1905 and began to lecture, he found his metier: "Yes, the platform has been everything to me. It has been the bed of my erotic joys. It has been the battlefield of my fiercest struggles. It has been the gibbet of my execution. It has been the post of my scourging. It has been my throne...
...absence of effective international government, the mad race in naval armaments can be checked only through the political pressure of enlightened public opinion. It is essential, therefore, that naval appropriations should be completely divorced from relief expenditures and be presented to the public in their true character as increases in armaments...
Instead of a well established line-up on one side of the fence or the other, there has been not only a mad scramble for sunny places on the fence, but a desperate shifting from one side to the other. Here is a Democrat attacking all the tenets of the New Deal philosophy, yet shouting his support of the New Deal. There is a Republican, the traditional strong-government man, damning too much government. Everywhere are men of both parties successfully hiding their ideas on every thing except their allegiance to Washington and Lincoln. Here is Mr. Farley jumping...
...died back in the woods on the banks of the Chipola River before the lynchers had a chance to kill him publicly. He was certainly quite dead when, toward morning, the lynchers dumped his mutilated corpse in front of the Cannidy's door. "Pa" Cannidy was hopping mad...