Word: meannesses
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Relax, boys; reference is to temperature and the scale is Fahrenheit. (For nonscientific readers: 1) 310° K = 98.6°F; 2) that is body temperature; 3) a distortion point of 310°K would mean that the plastic cups would lose their shape at body temperature...
...Clayton was more immediately concerned about what had already happened while his back was turned. In one industry which was so vital to other countries that a breakdown in negotiations at this point could mean the breakdown of the whole Geneva Conference, Congress had virtually declared economic war. The industry was wool, of which the British Commonwealth nations annually produce more than 1.7 billion pounds, must export more than 800 million pounds...
...House, Republicans were desperately trying to make good on at least the Senate's promise. They approved the 11% cut of the Navy's appropriation, despite the Navy's agonized pleas that it would mean a reduction of 82,000 men below authorized strength. But the cuts did not come easy. The truth was that Harry Truman had made most of the easy ones himself in his budget message. But chief G.O.P. axman John Taber strove manfully...
...President Truman last week signed the bill providing $400 million worth of aid to Greece and Turkey, the Truman Doctrine badly needed a full directive and fresh campaign maps. Just what was the Truman Doctrine, anyway? Did it mean that Uncle Sam had turned world fireman and would henceforth be riding here & there to three-alarm fires, trying to douse flames with dollars? If so, a lot of alarm bells were going to be ringing at once. Or was the U.S. aiming at something larger, more foresighted, and more likely to succeed? Instead of waiting for alarms, would it seize...
...first success came too late," says Author Caldwell. "I always loved clothes, for instance. I used to faint from starvation in the office . . . just to save money to buy them. . . . Now clothes don't mean anything to me." But a few months ago, when Critic Edwin Seaver suggested in the Saturday Review of Literature that "the specter of commercialism" was haunting U.S. literature, Author Caldwell (who is now vacationing in Paris and Rome) turned on him like a tigress. "My most 'lyrical prose,' " she retorted, "has resulted from the anticipation of big checks ... a new home...