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...made reality which is, so to speak, 'there,' and to which our minds have simply to conform. These great mysteries cannot be approached in that way. . . . God, for me, is something purely spiritual. The spirit of sweetness and light and tolerance-and, er, service, Dick, service. We mustn't forget that...
...Charles, his son-in-law George, both in the Royal Navy, both probably somewhere in the Channel. But what got him proper hot was a report that Prime Minister Winston Churchill wanted to go to France with the troops.† Said Evans: " 'E knows 'e mustn't go out of the country. 'E's Minister of Defense, and if they tried something 'ere where would we be without 'im? In times like these it's each man to 'is own post...
...then there's Colonel Bertie McCormick's Chicago Tribune. The Tribune, like Joe Patterson's sheet, isn't too happy about this Russian alliance. Of course, it has every respect for the noble efforts of the valiant Russian heroes, but, as a recent editorial maintained, we mustn't praise them too much lest--mirabile dictu--the conquered peoples become afraid the Axis is going to be beaten. The Tribune's latest contribution to post-war planning has been the redoubtable McCormick (shades of Ely!) Plan, which proposes an Anglo-American Union that would give the British Empire one-sixth...
Close call, Vag thought, aware that the immediate danger had passed. Mustn't let that sort of thing happen again--bad for morale. The friend that had suggested this to him had always been trustworthy on the subject of courses before. No human being could possibly pronounce the required sounds without a bad case of cleft palate, much less make sense of the designs Russians scribbled on paper and tried to pass off as an alphabet. Now a slim fellow over in another corner, with a thin, nervous voice, was speaking very fast--punctuating his talk with short, indrawn laughs...
...Honolulu last Dec. 7 Vice Admiral William Lowndes Calhoun broke a standing routine. For once he missed Sunday morning church services. Instead he found himself among officers who were directing streams of yellow obscenities at the raiders overhead. "Gentlemen," he said, "you mustn't address those fellows that way. After all, they are just fighting for their country the way we must for ours." All jaws dropped. Turning his face upward, Calhoun added meditatively, "Yes, the dirty, yellow-bellied sons of bitches...