Word: mobbing
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...mob that choked the Metropolitan Opera's 39th Street entrance came early, and wasn't disappointed. From glossy limousines stepped glossy fine ladies, dragging their tails behind them. The place was fuzzy with ermine, mink, diamonds and dignitaries. There was a shout, "Here comes Lily Pons!" followed by a buzzing ("Yeah? Didn't know she was a blonde"). The Widow Betty Henderson, showoff of cafe society, who got tapped for the front page of all the tabs last year by stretching her 71-year-old leg on a table in the bar, arrived with a raspberry-colored...
...Strike. Beck also silenced the carping of Seattle's newspapers. When the American Newspaper Guild (then in the A.F.L.) struck Hearst's Seattle Post-Intelligencer, Beck came to the Guild's aid. A mob of his hard-fisted cohorts surrounded the P-I building, beat up fleeing nonstrikers and closed the plant up tight as a coffin. Hearst set his writers to beating out virulently anti-Beck radio scripts. General Clarance B. Blethen, corpulent publisher of the Seattle Times, indignantly penned an editorial which ended with the ringing line: "How do you like the look of Dave...
...Supreme Soviet), was an agile ideologist whose fancy footwork had kept him Secretary of the Comintern during the chairmanships of Zinoviev and Bukharin. Hertta's heart interest was stocky, heavy-jowled Tuure Lehen, an ardent young Communist who had won fame as the author of texts on mob fighting and strike tactics. In stolen moments together at Moscow's Lux Hotel, Tuure's whispered tales of the beauties of mob violence made Hertta's head spin. In 1926 the pair were wed. Eight years later Hertta was sent to her native Finland to practice Tuure...
Waving banners and yelling "What do we eat?--Elephant meat!" a mob of 100 Truman supporters swarmed into the GOP Memorial Hall victory party at 12:10 a. m. this morning and cheered reports of Democratic victories...
Last week, the mob of music fans who stormed into Radio City's modernistic Studio 8-H for the opening concert of Toscanini's eleventh NBC season, heard a concert to be remembered. As usual, shy, nervous Pianist Horowitz almost had to be propelled onstage. But, once there, the power and diamond-hard brilliance of his playing had the studio audience bravoing between movements, despite NBC's standing request to the audience not to applaud until the work is finished. When it was finally over, little, white-topped Papa and slender, dark-haired Volodya stood together, bowing...