Word: platee
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Rock with Puck. The subtle magic of such numbers sends squealing British teen-agers catapulting through plate-glass windows in pursuit of Tommy, has produced a rash of Tommy Steele autographs on teen-age backs and legs. It also sells Tommy Steele belts, blouses and underwear by the hundreds of thousands, and moves Bloomsbury parlor psychologists to long, long thoughts. Wrote Novelist Colin Maclnnes in the highbrow monthly Encounter: "The most striking feature of Tommy's performance is that it is both animally sensual and innocent, pure. He is Pan, he is Puck ... he is every mother...
...continue to live in freedom and in dignity or whether they are to become mere vassals of an all-powerful state." Then, while a U.S. officer was still translating, the President moved to his bubble-top Lincoln (which had been sent over by ship and bore a French diplomatic plate...
...dexterity that will certainly put him on top of the heap if he ever takes up safe-cracking." His twin, Johnny, is a victim of the chaos and disorder which exist to be-wilder the precise mind. "Indeed," Mother reports, "if one of the beans on his plate is slightly longer than the others he can scarcely bear to eat it." The youngest child is fortunately only seventeen months old and only gurgles and smiles. His parents nevertheless have great hopes that he will grow up to be as eccentric as the rest of the family...
...Author Robert Emmett's You Can't Win lost its silly head completely but managed to keep its heart in the right place and a tickly hand on the viewer's funnybone. As he dum-tada-ta-ed the habanera from Carmen ("Greasy cup and dirty plate, I'll wash you up immaculate, da ta") in a café kitchen, Dishwasher Bert Lahr learned, that he had won an Irish Sweepstakes fortune. At last, he and his wife (Margaret Hamilton) could realize a great dream, "the one thing we both want most-a divorce." Instead, though...
...loked out the plate-glass window as marquee lights winked off and Boston gathered itself into a cocoon. "No parades and no tablespoons today. Worlds revolve, nations change hands, but I just stand here, consciously dead. I crawled from loins too old with life. I am a creature of specialization, a power paddle that keeps the wheel going. I look knowledgeable; I laugh at the right jokes; I voice the proper introspective comments about the latest Book-of-the-Month Club classic. I am a vegetable...