Word: saying
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...issue has turned out to be not wage increases but work rules. The companies say they wish to eliminate featherbedding, have a free hand in introducing automation, and, in short, exercise the administrative prerogatives they believe belong to management. The cases of featherbedding produced by management have been few and inconclusive; they are not industry-wide complaints--such as the railroads have against firemen in deisel engines--but specific instances that can be settled by arbitration. As for the general management desire to regain more control over work rules, most unionists feel that this is a reaction to the days...
...have left is banished by a well-preserved photo of the empty tracks of the New York Central (looking south). Later that day the hapless Goss would fail to heed his wife's injunction to buy parakeet food. And so it goes. All in all, as Poe would say, a most immemorial day-and a satire to remember, at least for a few days...
Squalling Grammarians. Traditional translations make much of Homer's epithets (Hera is "white-armed"; Odysseus generally "crafty"). Graves uses them sparingly, and sometimes ironically. The gods are treated with something less than respect; Zeus is a blowhard who hardly ever means what he says, and Hera, his wife, might be a garden-club president. When Zeus, who favors the Trojans, remarks that Hera protects the Greeks as if they were her own bastards, she replies pertly: "Revered Son of Cronus, what a thing to say!" Cartoonist Ronald Searle's illustrations wittily support Graves's wry treatment...
Joyce always liked to say that Nora Barnacle had come "sauntering" into his life out of the Dublin hotel where she worked as a waitress. The first day they went walking together was June 16, 1904, and Joyce always regarded it so romantically that he made it Bloomsday. the day everything happens in Ulysses. Nora had only a grammar school education, but when Joyce spouted his literary dreams to her and then declaimed: "Is there one who understands me?", Nora understood enough to say yes. She eloped with him to the Continent (they were not married till 27 years later...
Hour exam season, which reliable sources say is upon us, is not the time for somber flicks of the Ingmar Bergman, Pather Panchali vein. When the temporarily industrious student forsakes his books for two hours at the Brattle or the U.T., he doesn't want to be provoked, moved or disturbed. He wants and needs to be diverted and amused. With remarkable judgment, the Brattle has managed to select a film for this week which not only accomplishes these ends but also is an intelligent and witty commentary on our times...