Word: pear
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Actually, besides germs in water and food, doctors indict other villains, including the oil used in cooking, hot seasonings, even climate, altitude and just plain overeating. Mexicans, among whom dysentery is endemic, use such home-grown remedies as guava juice and seeds, guava-leaf tea, cactus pear seeds. Medically more accepted remedies: bismuth and paregoric, or in well-diagnosed cases under a doctor's care, the newer antibiotics. Currently popular is a new nonprescription tablet made by Ciba Pharmaceuticals called Entero-Vioform (an antiseptic containing iodine). A lot of these treatments, Mexicans hope, may become unnecessary as a result...
...sipped his coffee, made a crinkly face like a rotting pear, and continued his monologue. "You take my country. There's two niggers for every white. That means when you talk about integrating, you're not talking about sending the niggers to the nice white school, like in Little Rock. You're talking about sending whites to a nigger school with nigger teachers. And we just won't go. Maybe in Baltimore, or Little Rock, but not down home...
...Green Pear Is a Green Pear. The first movement to make expressionism its own was formed by exuberant architectural students turned artists in Dresden in 1905 who called themselves Die Brücke (The Bridge) in the confident expectation that they would "attract all the revolutionary and surging elements." With the "audacious idea of renewing German art" the Bridge group-Ernst Kirchner, Erich Heckel, Karl Schmidt-Rottluff, Fritz Bleyl and later Max Pechstein-set up their studio in an empty shoe store...
Recalls Heckel: "We had no patience with the impressionists, who saw the pear in the bowl as having a hundred different shades of green. For us it was a green pear-bang-in a red bowl. We wanted to shock the person who looked at the picture. Looking at one of Kirchners women-on-the-street pictures, he should feel an erotic sensation, or repulsion, in any case some strong nervous response. Looking at one of Schmidt-Rottluffs monumental, somber compositions, he was supposed to feel touched, moved, overwhelmed...
...from the tabloids to the Times and weirder than anything in between. It echoes with the weepy singsong of Gabriel Heatter, still broadcasting after 32 years, the now-stilled, intelligent frog croak of Elmer Davis, the cocksureness of Fulton Lewis Jr., the literate wit of Eric Sevareid, the pear-shaped tones of Lowell Thomas. Gone now from radio is Winchell's clattering telegraph key and breathless bleat: too seldom heard is aging (79) H. V. Kaltenborn's clipped assurance. The news comes by short wave and on tape, the newsmen in snazzy ties and boutonnieres...