Word: milquetoasts
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...should have gone to the city campaign went instead to the G.O.P. state and national committees. Unable to afford TV saturation of New York's 2,400,000 voters, Christenberry has contented himself with strained sidewalk handshakes and alliterative speeches. (Wagner, he said last week, was a "municipal Milquetoast" of "dynamic indecision, vigorous vacillation and intrepid inertia.") He has failed to make an issue out of crime, juvenile delinquency, or any other of the problems that vex New Yorkers: e.g., corruption charges against two Democratic city councilmen, city-choking traffic snarls, worsening public schools and the flight...
...subject matter, range from glamorous Silvia Monfort, 30, whose Droit Chemin is about a professor who tries to command people as he commands ideas, to Danielle Roland, 38, the retiring wife of a physician, who wrote a moving fantasy (L'Huissier et le Sergent) of a Milquetoast dreaming about strength...
...devoted brothers of good family and good education die in squalor and madness when they had scads of money in the bank? The answer: Momism. Old Grandma Holt dominated her married son, his gentle wife and their two young sons. Just as daddy is about to break from the Milquetoast mold, he is kicked in the head by a horse and killed. By the time the boys are freed by Grandma's own death, one is too crushed to stand up to life, the other is beginning to show that he has inherited some of Grandma's tyranny...
...healthy than wealthy-and that all the money in the world won't ward off sickness. But when the BBC revived the old legend that the millionaire's stomach was so weak he had to live on milk and crackers, John D. Rockefeller Jr., no Milquetoast, rose up to deny the story. In a letter to the British publication, the Listener, John D. Jr. wrote: "The story .. . about my father's living simply on milk was entirely fictitious . . . Drinking milk was not any more of a habit with him than eating bread or meat . . . Milk...
...Alex Mackenzie, an actor who taught school in Clydebank until he was 61, is a grizzled old Scots beauty, and he can "throw a tub to a whale" (the Scottish phrase, aptly enough, for sharp practice) like few men since Sir Harry Lauder. Hubert Gregg makes a sopping good Milquetoast as Douglas' male secretary, who is haplessly stationed aboard the Maggie to see that the boss's orders are carried out. And the bonny little fiend of a cabin boy, Tommy Kearins, with his soup-bowl haircut and that grand commercial light in his eye, is every dirty...