Word: quick
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...time of war. or pleads for a Mrs. Christos, who went to jail for earning milk money for her children while on the dole (TIME, June 15). But often an M.P. has either too much work or not enough spunk to see an issue through, and the press is quick to shift to fresher news...
Over their port and cigars in London, parliamentarians and barristers were impressed by the efficiency and economy of the ombudsman system. Prime Minister Harold Macmillan promised to give the matter "careful" study. Labor's Hugh Gaitskell concurred. But other M.P.s were quick to point out that the ombudsman system would cut across the primary sources of parliamentary authority and power. They thought that what would work in the more placid arena of Scandinavia, with its tradition of dispassionate counselors such as Dag Hammarskjold. would not do so well in the bigger and more contentious British setting...
...said Coward solemnly, by the nursery jingle, "Pussycat, pussycat, where have you been?" To a tinkly, tearoom blend of Coward tunes, the curtain rose on a fantasticated façade of Buckingham Palace, at which an ice-cream-suited American was directing a battery of cameras. In quick succession, an Indian girl, a trio of tarts, and two wing-hatted nuns danced onstage to gawk at the bearskinned sentries. A school girl got her head stuck between a sentry's legs. In the ballet's climax, the cast crowded about the palace gates to salute the Queen with...
...very nasty about anti-handling booby traps. One type of fuse was supersensitized after the bomb hit the ground, with a switch so delicate that it could operate if the bomb shell was tapped with a pencil. Hartley's men learned to outwit some mechanisms by injecting a quick-setting plastic. If the bomb is too difficult to defuse, they drill holes in its casing and melt out the explosive with live steam...
...sidewalk drunk, feet reaching blindly, body jerking from side to side, arms flopping in grotesque rhythm. For three laps, he kept on, then fell. Before anyone could reach him, he was up again, shambling forward, dazed. He fell again, and was carried from the field on a stretcher. In quick succession, Russia's Hubert Pyarnakivi and the U.S.'s Max Truex managed to finish, and then they too went into that eerie dance of exhaustion. Both Americans were rushed to the University of Pennsylvania Hospital, the Russian to his hotel room, and all three were given intravenous injections...