Word: quietly
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Interest of America in Sea Power, Present and Future, was that the U.S. national interest was to secure overseas bases, trade routes, to guard them with unbeatable military power. In his day and since, Mahan's doctrine has been criticized as imperialism. But Mahan's quiet point-applicable in the Middle East today -was that overwhelming U.S. power ought to be deployed not for ill ends of world conquest but for wise ends of deterring war and safeguarding peace in which all mankind could prosper. In any event, wrote Mahan in 1890, "Whether they will or no, Americans...
Under gnarled old trees in a quiet olive grove on the inland side of Beirut's strategic International Airport, officers of the U.S. Army's 187th Airborne Battle Group were working on a battle plan. They were ready, if called upon, to roll up the Basta, a Moslem area of Beirut held by Nasserite rebels, sealed by deep tank traps, banked with sandbags, defended by carefully sited automatic weapons. But there were immediate problems in the olive grove. Inevitably, the trucks and heavy combat vehicles of the 187th were barging into some of the olive trees causing damage...
Whatever happened to the Cult of James Cabell? That quiet Virginian who wrote nineteen books; "the author of Jurgen," as he was loathe to be remembered. James Branch Cabell, a William and Mary graduate, newspaper reporter, magazine writer, coal miner, genealogist, and historian. Any of the latter-day literati who have skipped through the wispy medieval odyssey of a pawnbroker called Jurgen, and chuckled over all the phallic imagery, can appreciate Cabell as representative of an era--the era of gin-flasks, flappers, and sex in the back seat of Mr. Ford's Monstrosity...
...book, Author Remarque swapped the communiqué quiet of the Western Front for the incessant noise of the Eastern Front in World War II, and Director Douglas Sirk has turned a true camera eye on the bleak grey vista of the once-proud German army in shattered retreat, its beaten soldiers yearning only for a hunk of bread and a hole in which to hide from the Russian artillery. But somebody forgot that there was a war on: the hero (John Gavin), a dutiful Wehrmacht private, gets a three-week furlough back to Germany, and from there on, the movie...
...Newton types. Popped on the head by the apples of sinister circumstance, they gravitate to solutions by prodigies of deduction. Amateur Detective Ambrose Usher, an Oxford don, is different. Says a baffled friend: "Things don't happen to you: you happen to things. You walk into a perfectly quiet situation . . ." Replies Ambrose: "Oh, dear. Yes, yes. It may be. I'm the apple itself, perhaps. What an awkward role...