Word: pinks
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Even the major parties grew shrill in their attacks on each other. Last week, in Frankfurt's Römerberg Square, Socialists and Christian Democrats matched principles and lung power. As pink, plump Dr. Ludwig Erhard, the Christian Democrats' free-enterprising economic boss of Bizonia, started to speak, Socialist hecklers broke into a chorus: "Liar-liar-liar, we are jobless!" Cried Erhard: "I remain confident of the energy and determination of the German people . . . What we need is optimism, not control." This time, cheers drowned out the hecklers...
...weeks after V-E day, Colonel Frank L. Howley, sometime member of the Philadelphia advertising firm of Frank L. Howley & Associates, was full of black vengeance and pink optimism. Said the new boss of Military Government in Berlin's U.S. Sector: "If we bring food into Berlin, the only reason is that we don't want their rotten [German] corpses to infect our troops . . . The Russians have played their cards right across the board and all suspicion is gone." But the colonel learned better...
...Daily Worker. Under the Pope's recent order excommunicating Communists, Catholics may not read any Communist publications "for information, professional reasons, or curiosity," declared the Rev. Edwin B. Broderick this week, in a sermon at New York's St. Patrick's Cathedral. "The toying parlor pink," he said, "must show his true color, red or not red . . . There is no room for pastel shades." Later, Cardinal Spellman, who heard the sermon, modified the interpretation a bit: Catholics who must read the Worker and other Communist literature for their work would be allowed to continue doing...
...what're yuh doin'? . . . Oh, the lousy lousy lousy LOUSY mess! Why isn't it 1922 instead of 1942? And I-twenty-two, walking through the Tuiler-o-o-o with a copy of Ulysses . . ." And where was Lisa, murmuring with her "pink-lipped, delible pout"? In her place was a "dolled-up drab" named Inez, upon whose knee Baxter laid "a pitying hand." She squealed: "Oh, sugar, we're sure gonna have a time...
Winston Churchill seemed about to take a flyer. For the first time, he registered racing colors with Britain's Jockey Club-the required preliminary to racing one's own horses. The Churchill colors: chocolate, with pink sleeves...