Word: pets
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...that the Germans have used their secret weapon--a winged bomb, pilotless and probably pet-propelled--the British are tackling the problem of countering it with far more confidence than they had when they set about the job of finding an answer to the night-bombing threat of four years ago." N. Y. Times, June...
Missourians heard strange news from their sons and brothers in Alaska. There the Army camps are overrun with dogs -mongrels and curs of all descriptions -called "Bombproof" and "Propwash," dogs raised by the soldiers and pampered beyond the dreams of any U.S. pet. In Alaska, too, there was an echo of Prohibition. Bored G.I.s invented a new drink, dubbed it "Aleutian Solution." Contents: one part "torpedo juice" or medical alcohol, two parts grapefruit juice. CJ A Californian in the farthest South...
...flocks of chickens were visible. So were American soldiers, sunbathing, boating on the Mediterranean ("They look funny with their tin hats"), playing volleyball and softball in the "rest area." A hospital nearby was filled with "last night's casualties." The men of JJRP had just lost a pet horse named James to an anti-personnel bomb, not far from where a direct shell hit had "disintegrated" a Negro truck driver into "a thousand anonymous particles." It was "like living on a bull...
Born in Paris, Cécile Chaminade started composing as a child, dedicated her first works (a group of nocturnes and "slumber songs") to her pet dogs and cat. She took lessons in composition from Benjamin Godard. Always a facile melodist, Chaminade soon rolled up a list of over 550 compositions, which stand in the same relation to Frederic Chopin as strawberry soda does to cognac. Many of them (The Flatterer, Pas des Amphores, La Zingara, Valse Caprice, Air de Ballet, etc.) got an international reputation...
Uncertain Glory (Warner) indulges Warner Bros.' pet delusion that Errol Flynn may play the hero, but that he is even more appealing as a heel. This time Cinemactor Flynn is an Occupied-French murderer who is about to be guillotined when some opportune British bombs help him to escape. A dowdy Parisian plain-clothes man (Paul Lukas) recaptures him in a village where saboteurs have just blown up a bridge and the Gestapo is about to shoot 100 hostages in reprisal. Result: one of those ethical problems that bedevil Warner Bros.' pictures: Should the detective turn over...