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...Barricades. But Dick Dilworth came out slugging. He hired investigators to rake into the Republican muck, rounded up a bevy of girls to wear "Dilworth for Mayor" streamers across their bosoms, and rented two sound trucks. He scheduled four or five street-corner meetings a night, hoping to cover each of the city's 52 wards at least twice...
Just before 8:30 one morning last week, an olive drab Cadillac rolled down the ramp to the underground parking lot of the Pentagon Building. Its passenger, cap set ever so slightly at a rake, stepped out, pulled down his trim, suntan Eisenhower jacket and strode toward the elevator. Pentagon workers did not need to glance at the five-star circlets on his shoulder straps to know who he was. They gave him "good morning." General of the Army Dwight D. Eisenhower grinned his acknowledgments, got into the elevator, was soon in his third-floor office and busy...
...that her trouble isn't just an ordinary trouble, but a sickness, like alcoholism. Her trouble, as yet unmentionable on the screen in so many syllables, appears to be nymphomania. In order to cure herself, she quits her high-pressure job as an art editor, her high-pressure rake (Mr. Loder) and her fancy wardrobe. Can she find happiness in dirndls, a huge little studio hideout, her neglected talent for painting, and True Love...
...scientific spirit; he is, in fact, a pretty depressing type of momma's boy. It is only too clear to seasoned Miss Lamarr that this leaning tower of quavering male virginity could never survive the shock if he learned of her Past. He learns, of course; the rake is murdered; Miss Lamarr goes on trial for her life. True Love, Dutch-uncled by Psychiatry, comes of age just in time and snags the real murderer. The whole show may possibly be trying to point a moral: a lady cannot play fast & loose and expect her dream man to remain...
Divine Justice is as preposterous (to human understanding) as divine Grace. The divine detectives who arrest Joseph K. are brassy louts who eat his breakfast, try to get a rake-off by sending out for his food, try to make off with his shirt and underwear. "Much better give these things to us than hand them over to the depot ... for in the depot there's lots of thieving, and besides they sell everything there after a certain length of time, no matter whether your case is settled or not. And you never know how long these cases will...