Word: rawness
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...another of his austerity speeches. "We can draw no more," he said gloomily, "from our already attenuated reserves." Dollar imports of food and tobacco would be cut still further-in fact, Sir Stafford made it clear that dollar imports would be cut almost down to the indispensable bone of raw materials for British factories. Cripps also called for a stoppage of loans and credits to other countries, and a check on the "unrequited exports" which Britain has been shipping to the Dominions in order to pay off sterling balances (war debts...
...spent the war years in the U.S., admired "its vitality, its litter and its waste." Bad taste, Léger once remarked to Critic James Johnson Sweeney, "is also one of the valuable raw materials of the country. Bad taste, strong colors-it is all here for the painter to organize and get the full use of its power. Girls in sweaters with brilliant-colored skin; girls in shorts dressed more like acrobats in the circus than one would ever come across on a Paris street. If I had only seen girls dressed in good taste...
This year's drought, the worst in ten years, puts Spain in a desperate position. Grain is critically short--Madrid's otherwise fertile surrounding plains were brown scorched dust. Necessary raw materials, except in the relatively prosperous Barcelona section, are virtually non-existent, partly because of Spain's low productivity, and partly because of few favorable trade agreements; mechanical equipment such as tractors is for the far-distant future. Railroad stock, built before the 1936 Civil War, is worn out: trains are the slowest, dirtiest, most uncomfortable in Europe...
Wind in the Willows. The U.S. in the age of Jackson was so raw, tetchy and snarling-proud that its "desire for approbation" and "delicate sensitiveness under censure" constituted "a weakness which amounts to imbecility." Other nations, said Mrs. Trollope, were "thin-skinned, but the citizens of the Union have, apparently, no skins at all; they wince if a breeze blows over them...
...mind and heart in Berlin's raw, garish ruins were fixed on sheer survival. During the next four years the Germans pushed through poverty to positive goals, to a fierce fight for freedom. Today, in a humdrum autumn of pointless peace, hope has departed and "normalcy" takes the shape of nothingness...