Word: michelet
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...world's richest. Now is the time to get in on the ground floor. There's plenty of good uranium land available here. Since uranium is selling for $278 the kilo in Belgium, it's a fine commercial proposition . . ." In similar booster style, Land Dealer Jean Michelet took aside a visiting TIME correspondent, confided: "Come, now, I am too experienced to believe that you are a journalist. You represent American financial interests anxious to buy in on this. Let's get down to business...
...campaign wound up, hot & heavy, so did the interest of the electorate. At Clermont-Ferrand, M.R.P. War Minister Edouard Michelet was urging hard-headed Auvergnats to vote no when Communist Deputy Jean Curabet, who had been razzing him from the audience, leaped onto the platform and clipped him on the chin. Curabet then seized the speaker's carafe and emptied it on the head of stunned Minister Michelet-a teetotaler, but not that partial to water. At this point a young woman jumped onto the platform and went at Communist Curabet with her fists. Reported the semiofficial news agency...
Young French Historian Jules Michelet, a poor printer's son born in 1798, after the French Revolution, was inspired by Vico. Wrote Michelet: "... I was seized by a frenzy caught from Vico, an incredible intoxication with his great historical principle." This frenzied intoxication, coupled with an idea that Vico did not live long enough to share-the idea of progress-lasted Michelet through a lifetime of historical writing...
Shortly before the 1848 revolution, Michelet also wrote a hymn of hate, The People. In it he described French society as a series of mutually ferocious classes. The debt-ridden peasant envies the factory worker. The factory worker envies the skilled worker. The skilled worker has "bourgeois aspirations." The bank-ridden bourgeois drives his workers, hates them as the uncertain element in production. The workers hate the foreman. The merchant hates his customers. The leisure class hates everybody, lives in constant fear of communism...