Word: readings
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...absolutely frightening to read the ramblings of Dr. Stein. He obviously is in need of a good analyst himself...
...after the traditionally tipsy annual junior celebration reported proudly to his mother that for the first time in history every one of the 75 juniors came back to campus "on his own feet." His mother replied: "Tears of joy filled Dear Father's eyes when your letter was read...
...prison in West Berlin in July, 1947, he clicked his heels and handed over to the warders his diamond-studded grand-admiral's baton, a silver alarm clock and 15,000 gold marks, donned prisoner's uniform. Unrepentant and spouting hatred, he took exercise to keep fit, read to keep his mind alert (favorite works: Jack London's dog stories), while his old submarine officers and neo-Nazi organizations still claimed his leadership, and lawyers sought means to free him. The last of these efforts failed in 1955 when the Allied authorities ignored a plea that...
...With the Dhoti. For all his playboy manner, however, Suhrawardy is a deliberate contender for power. His opponents call him "a complete opportunist"; Suhrawardy softens that to read "complete politician." The son of a rich Calcutta mill owner, he entered politics soon after his graduation from Oxford, was a sufficiently good administrator to become Chief Minister of Bengal, one of the biggest jobs in British India. With India's independence and its partition into Hindu and Moslem nations. Moslem Suhrawardy, instead of going to Moslem Pakistan, toured Bengal with Mahatma Gandhi and tried...
What keeps most "universal" languages from becoming universally popular is their tongue-twisting pronunciation. Almost anybody can learn to read or write them. Working on this principle, a 51-year-old Dutch journalist named Karel J. A. Janson has devised a simplified written language called Picto which can be mastered, he says, by even a slow student in four weeks. It looks like nothing so much as the tablecloth doodlings of a restive banquet audience...