Word: profounder
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...General of the Foreign Service since 1954, an old Mid-East specialist with embassy service in Beirut, Teheran, Cairo and Jidda in the 1930s and '40s, as ambassador to Saudi Arabia and Lebanon in 1950 and '53. Dapper Ray Hare, who looks like Ronald Colman, has a profound knowledge of Arab society and economic life, but no previous ties with Nasser, hence symbolizes a fresh, new era of U.S.-Egyptian policy...
Compulsive Adviser. In the 30 years since that day in Paris, nothing has shaken Jawaharlal Nehru's profound conviction that it is up to him to set people straight on the facts of life. Incurable victim of what he himself recognizes as a compulsion to give advice, India's Prime Minister indefatigably ladles out instruction to family, friends, his 382 million countrymen and the world at large...
Towards Equality is the culmination of a long-standing and profound philosophic crisis in the Labor Party. For five years the Socialist Union, a group of right-wing Labor intellectuals sometimes jeeringly called "Gaitskell's household troops," have been trying to work out a "modern" interpretation of Socialist dogma to cope with the fact that Socialist theory is out of date and Karl Marx a political handicap. In a recent book called Twentieth Century Socialism, the "household troops" made some startling admissions. Nationalization of industry, the magic tool that was to transform society, had, they conceded, lost its magic...
...enterprising New York Journal-American tapped Italy's billowing Cinemactress Sophia (Too Bad She's Bad) Loren to guest-write a column for its vacationing Gossipist Dorothy Kilgallen. In carefully fractured English, Sophia (or a waggish ghost) ground out some profound pap. Of men and their sex drive: "[A man] is like a small boy in a restaurant. Can only eat a little bit, but wants the whole menu. He cries if somebody else eat a little too. But if nobody wishes canard sauce bigarrade, he don't wish either. Can be starving, still no canard sauce...
There is no doubting Thomas's skill. No profound intellectual, Dekker still possessed consummate wit, and produced a busty, gusty, lusty farce of great warmth and vigor. Teeming with bawdy doubles ententes, it makes Measure for Measure read like Sunday sermon. And when Dekker doesn't call a spade a spade, he calls it a steamshovel...