Word: right
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Prison-pallid Dr. James Monroe Smith, convicted ex-president of Louisiana State University, hunched up in a jail bathtub at Baton Rouge, La., tried to commit bloody suicide by slashing his right foot. (It was his second attempt: last July, in the Federal House of Detention at New Orleans, he tried to have bichloride of mercury smuggled to him in an ice cream carton.) Two days later an ambulance carried off ineffectual Convict Smith to Angola State Penitentiary, to begin serving eight to 24 years for forgery...
Last week this theory got a bucket of cold water thrown right in its face. In the New England Journal of Medicine, hard-headed Psychiatrists Robert Edward Fleming and Kenneth James Tillotson denied that there is any such thing as an "alcoholic personality." Anyone, they said, "can become an alcoholic if he drinks long enough and heavily enough...
...strenuously endeavoring to increase its forces by inviting Protestants into its membership, we are compelled to warn Protestant people against accepting such invitations and overtures. ... No organization or group of individuals fostering such evil propaganda which has resulted in numerous acts of violence in our city has the moral right to call itself Christian. . . . Any group using the name of Christ for any purpose foreign to His character is either ignorant of Christian fundamentals or else they are guilty of practicing inexcusable hypocrisy...
Deprived of his right to attend press meetings or send dispatches, because of this "violation of the hospitality of the Reich," Newsman Conger was effectively silenced. Stern Dr. Bomer offered to restore his privileges if the Herald Tribune would print a retraction. But it was unthinkable that the Herald Tribune would take orders from Berlin, repudiate what its own correspondent had written. Said Managing Editor Grafton Wilcox in Manhattan: "If there is an official German denial, we'll print that." There was no German denial...
Sober, methodical and coolheaded, Violist Primrose is no sissy. His evenings are spent, not at musical tea parties, but at Manhattan's Madison Square Garden. Once a good boxer himself, still an avid connoisseur of right hooks and straight lefts, he no longer dares to get into the ring for fear of hurting his hands. Today, Primrose is generally considered the world's finest viola player. No longer does he have to play one-night stands, traipsing through snowdrifts to theatres and hotels in out-of-the-way Canadian and Midwestern towns. He reaches a bigger audience...