Word: said
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...students at Carleton College, Northfield, Minn., Executive Editor Gideon Seymour of the Cowles brothers' Minneapolis Star and Tribune (combined circ. 105,332) last week gave his considered opinion on certain columnists. "They are all journalistic racketeers-I mean pitchmen," said Editor Seymour. "They are like the oldtime medicine men. They have to produce a sensation...
...gouging each other and yelling "foul." All this, cried Pearson in aggrieved tones, was due to a fact that Pearson unblushingly made public: Pegler had violated a gentlemen's agreement with Pearson not to call each other names any more. The agreement had been made in 1946, said Pearson, when he withdrew a $25,000 libel suit against Pegler who had called him a "miscalled newscaster specializing in falsehoods...
...doubt if we ever changed anybody's opinion about anything . . . Perhaps people modify or intensify or otherwise alter their opinions by something someone else has said or written, but basically opinions are like fingerprints: they never change, and no two are precisely alike in every respect. The height of art is to create in people's minds an involuntary and unconscious alteration of belief. You can't change an opinion by attacking the opinion or the holder thereof, or by praising and ballyhooing an opposite opinion. Opinions are changed from within, never from without...
...performing his stunt again last week, Migon convinced even Warden Chester Fordney, who had been sure the Herald-American's picture was a retoucher's phony. The Hearst paper explained that taking the picture had not been merely a ghoulish, sensational trick. It had actually, it said piously, been an act of purest public service. Migon's exploit, cried the Herald-American, proved that the jail's detection system "is NOT fool proof." If "guns and saws COULD BE SMUGGLED" into jail the same way, there might be "A WHOLESALE BREAK BY PRISONERS...
...briskly across the stage to the podium. For a few silent moments his glance flickered over the musicians of the Boston Symphony Orchestra, his shale-blue eyes and handsome, melancholy face warm with affection. When his glance had embraced them all, Charles Munch picked up his baton, smiled and said: "Maintenant, relax." A moment later, Boston's 50-year-old Symphony Hall was rocking joyously with the rehearsal of Hector Berlioz' bounding overture, The Corsair...