Word: profoundly
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Already, with the age of aerospace barely begun, the 200-year-old Industrial Revolution has given way to a Technological Revolution that is working profound changes on U.S. society and the U.S. economy. In less than a decade, aerospace has grown into a $14 billion-a-year industry serviced by 50,000 suppliers who employ men and materials from, just about every city, village and hamlet in the nation. Newspapers bulge with want ads for stress analysts, aerothermodynamicists, flutter and vibration specialists. New plants are being built not where the rivers or railroads are, but where the brains are. Around...
...Within months after he was hired, Jones was invited by Northrop's late President Whitley Collins to help him reshape Northrop's whole way of doing business. Characteristically, scholarly Tom Jones began by combing through innumerable speeches by top U.S. Government officials, and detected a subtle but profound change in defense spending policy. Says Jones: "We came to the conclusion-it seems simple now, but remember that was the mid-1950s-that the dollar sign had been put into the military-technical equation. Up until that time, it hadn't been necessary to be a good defense...
...Architect, by his arrangement of forms, realizes an order which is a pure creation of his spirit; by forms and shapes he affects our senses to an acute degree and provokes plastic emotions; by the relationships which he creates he wakes profound echoes in us, he gives us the measure of an order which we feel to be in accordance with that of our world, he determines the various movements of our heart and of our understanding; it is then that we experience the sense of beauty. --Le Corbusier, Towards a New Architecture...
Macario. A gifted Mexican director and cameraman make a touching ceremony out of B. Traven's profound little fable of the woodcutter who sups with Death...
Yesterday's opening of a new gallery at the Club Mt. Auburn threatens to arouse the most profound disillusionment among the old patrons of Harvard's own jazz emporium. From now on, the Club's curtains will be thrown back daily at 10 a.m., the lights will be turned on, and devotees will be subjected to the awful truth that 47's wall are white, not black, that there aren't really any rates scurrying about, and that the romance of dirt and darkness is all an illusion--there is actually a certain repelling sterility about the place...