Word: madly
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Njide-ka and two small children after a bomb was dropped near his home. Slouched at his desk, pacing the grounds impatiently in darkness, chain-smoking State Express filter cigarettes, he is a lonely figure in his besieged land. Ojukwu often is pictured in Nigerian propaganda as a power-mad Hitler. In fact, he runs Biafra as a wartime democracy, frequently seeking the advice of his consultative assembly of Ibo elders. Biafra also has a functioning judiciary, a ministerial executive government
...First National Bank of Denver, the biggest bank in the six-state Rocky Mountain region (assets: $530 million), last month's outburst was an eyebrow raiser. Calling the first press conference in the bank's 108-year history, President Eugene H. Adams declared that "We are very mad about this situation." Next day First National further vented its anger by placing full-page newspaper ads to denounce what it described as a "blatant, selfish attempt of a part-time Coloradan turned New York Wall Street raider to take over...
...this was coming up has helped mine. My wife and I didn't know each other too well." For Arzaga, the problem was only slightly different. After four years in prison, he said, "My kids, they hardly remembered me. They wouldn't obey me. So I got mad. Later, my wife said they thought I was grouchy. I got to thinking about it, and maybe I was. I think it'll be better next time. Out there in the house, you can let yourself relax. You learn things...
Name a game, practically any game, and Americans have clasped it to their chests. The world's most sports-mad people have learned bowling from the Dutch, hockey from the Canadians, curling from the Scots, skiing from the Scandinavians, and just about everything else that anyone plays anywhere. But mention cricket, and the U.S. sports buff knows more about what it is not than what it is. He knows, for example, that it is "not cricket" to steal from petty cash, to smoke in crowded elevators, to make a pass at someone else's wife...
...since 1949, has thrown it all into his latest tale of a lonely antihero dragging his dyspeptic way through the exoticisms of the Great Mundane. Burgess's greatest creation is Enderby, a wheezing, farting, belching bachelor poet who writes in the lavatory of his filthy flat. Enderby is a Mad Magazine version of Leopold Bloom; he sentimentally feeds gulls and innocently offends all the local pub personnel. Suddenly offered an obscure prize for his poetry, Enderby borrows a suit from a friendly chef in return for writing a cycle of torrid love poetry to the barmaid the chef is wooing...