Word: mattering
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Technically, what Harry Bridges' I.L.W.U. and the seven stevedoring companies were fighting over was a simple matter of dollars & cents. The stevedores wanted a pay boost of 32? an hour to $1.72, which they said would bring their wages closer to those paid on the mainland (West Coast longshoremen now earn $1.82 an hour). Management had offered, and then withdrawn, a raise of 12? an hour, refused to arbitrate. Harry Bridges' noisy West Coast mouthpieces,* sent to Hawaii for the negotiations, argued that a refusal to arbitrate proved that Hawaii's business interests were out to push...
That amazing mechanism, the human eye, adjusts itself to Los Angeles in a matter of hours. The optic nerves grow submissive before the red glare of geraniums, the flash of windshields, the sight of endless and improbable vistas of pastel stucco. Even on his first, casual, hundred-mile drive the pilgrim achieves a kind of stunned tranquillity, and gazes unblinkingly at palace-studded mountains, rat-proofed palms, and supermarkets as big as B-2Q hangars...
...Louis is a Northern town with Southern accents, where Jim Crow walks a tightrope. Negroes are not segregated on streetcars and buses, in the ballparks, or at the Municipal Opera. But in restaurants, the public schools and movie houses, they are. Last week the delicate balance, a matter of timing and tradition, was snapped. A reporter casually asked the city's new welfare director, John J. O' Toole, whether Negroes could be allowed to swim in all the city's public pools. There was no law saying they couldn't, so O' Toole answered...
...unconsciously, she has never kept a clear distinction between communism as a system of economics, the materialistic ideology on which it thrives, and the pressure methods used to assure its triump. . . As much as we may dislike the economics of communism, we hold them to be a free matter of discussion, subject to democratic procedure...
...that moderns most admire. Bearded, bespectacled Gill never believed in Art. He believed in the arts-"with a small 'a' and an 's'-whether it be the art of cooking or that of painting portraits or church pictures. But that's a very different matter and puts the 'artist' under the obligation of knowing what he is making and why. It ranks him with the world of workmen doing useful jobs...