Word: rippingly
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Rip. U. S. Communists, who mortally hate the A. F. of L.'s leadership as a parcel of boss grafters and labor racketeers, have long waited for the rent which would destroy the Federation's whole factional fabric. Last week no major rent appeared but there was a significant rip...
...airplane 2,200 ft. over Dayton last month tumbled a bulky Army doctor with a parachute rip cord in his hand, a determined gleam in his eye, and, since it was his first jump, a tremor of 'fear in his heart. For 1,200 ft. he plummeted end over end at 119 m.p.h. Then he pulled his rip cord, jerked upright as the parachute opened, floated serenely to earth, well pleased because he had just made the first scientific analysis of the "subjective mental and physical reactions to a free fall in space...
...last week. The Emperor merely filled his palace courtyard with freshly slaughtered cattle and opened the gate. Screaming with gusto, each trooper made parallel cuts with his knife in an animal's flanks, seized the end of the strip of flesh between his teeth, pulled with a blood-gushing rip, chewed hard. As usual, the climax of the Guebbeur came a little later when the Imperial Guard grew drunk on the hot blood and cups of potent native mead. Though obliged to attend the Guebbeur, the King of Kings consumed a minimum of savage viands, took no part...
...Franklin Roosevelt not only looked as if he did not mind. He showed it. To farmers who "invaded" the Capital demanding more AAA (see p. 16), he made a rip-snorting speech. To rumors that he was going to wobble on his Bonus veto, he replied with a flat announcement that his veto would be as strong as he could make it. And two days later he electrified his press conference by abruptly grinding out a cigaret and saying he would not send a Bonus veto message. He would go to the Capitol and deliver it in person -the first...
...elements of a rip-snorting class-conflict were present in the little town of Marked Tree in January when a youngster of 24 named Ward H. Rodgers, on the executive committee of the Union, addressed an outdoor gathering of hungry, disgruntled and dispossessed tenant farmers. Ward Rodgers, a Socialistic Texan with theological degrees from Vanderbilt and Boston Universities, was already in bad odor with the landlord class because he had been calling Negroes "mister." And as an instructor in FERA's adult education service, he had been mixing Karl Marx with the ABC's. He was quoted...