Word: sawing
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...This old saw (about the man who got caught wisecracking with his mike open)-which TIME labeled a legend and said that Uncle Don had called a canard-popped up in print at least as long ago as December 1933. It first appeared in TIME Oct. 9, 1939 as a "persistent but apocryphal tale," and there's not a word of truth to the story...
...came up, as consciousness and pain returned, he tried to rise. He saw that he was trapped. He was lying on his back at the bottom of a rocky California canyon, about 40 miles from Oakland. His wrecked automobile was on its side beside him and his right hand and wrist were pinned underneath the car's front fender...
Fighting Invited? When the Arabs saw themselves losing the debate, they lost their tempers. Cried Iraq's Fadhil Jamali: "Supporting the aspirations of the Jews [in Palestine] means very clearly a declaration of war. . . . This is an invitation to fighting." Even Arabs saw they had gone too far when Emil Ghory, a Christian Arab on the Palestine Arab Higher Committee, defended his pro-Nazi boss, the ex-Mufti of Jerusalem, with an un-Christian outburst: "The Jews are questioning the record of an Arab spiritual leader. Does that come properly from the mouth of a people who have crucified...
...driver: his Latin blood was up. The little man shouted Spanish curses that would have debased a Hemingway hero. Then he shot his car into reverse. The girl saw what was coming, jumped from her car and stood on the curb. "Policia! Policia! Socorro! Socorro!" (Police! Help!), she screamed. With a vengeful snarl, the Buick butted into the Oldsmobile's rear, slammed the back seat into the front" and shattered all the windows...
...victorious driver saw it all. He turned back, headed for the Oldsmobile and hit it a great side-swiping blow. The Olds caromed off the curbing. Two tires flew into the air. Proud as a victorious fighter pilot, the little man tooted his horn and drove away...