Word: redness
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Red finally took over on its own 24 for a desperation attempt to score. Dave McKelvey, a second string quarterback who had been outstanding all day, rolled out to his right looking for a receiver. Eighteen yards downfield was fullback Phil Taylor, hemmed in between two Crimson backs...
...Line. In the 22 years since it was born in the caves of Yenan, Hsinhua has grown into a formidable propaganda machine. Its radio-teletype network throughout Europe, Africa, Asia, the Middle East and Latin America gets regular transmissions from Peking. It has 31 bureaus in Red China; outside, in addition to the big Hong Kong office, it staffs bureaus in most Western European capitals, in Moscow, Damascus, New Delhi, Baghdad, Cairo, Havana-an estimated...
What Hsinhua beams to the free world is carefully audited by Western newsmen because there is so much interest in Red China and so few ways to get the news.* Hsinhua correspondents, using the arts of Western journalism, often send out crisp, brief, seemingly impartial stories, but the party line is never missing: SALT PRODUCTION UP IN CHINA, headlined the Iraq Times, a Hsinhua user, over a recent dispatch. Often the line is tweezered in with surgical care. During President Eisenhower's late-summer tour of Europe, Hsinhua accounts sounded impersonal, but emphasized policy conflicts among the NATO allies...
...years later, when she switched to the Monopol studios, she was already an unbeatable combination of the seemingly in genuous female and the obviously ingenious financier. In 1934, Use was ready to take over, and for years, she practiced the tough trade of running a movie studio; then the Red army moved on Berlin. Use escaped to Bavaria with only a handful of jewelry to keep her going...
Dawn was still two hours away when the old man parked his Jeep and set off through the fields of wind-grass for the sea. On the rocky Massachusetts beach, he used a pebble to hone the three hooks hanging from a cigar-shaped yellow plug with a red nose. Then, peering out at the dark water from under his long-billed fisherman's cap, he began to cast. In gentle, precise rhythm, his rod whipped back and forth until he lifted a leathery thumb from the reel and the plug soared 190 ft. out into the Atlantic...