Word: screech
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Roar. Rattle. Bump-bump-bump. Bee-eep beep. Clang. Rat-tat-tat. The illuminated sign at a Nishi-Ginza intersection in downtown Tokyo blinks a tentative 80, then flashes to 82. Red light. Screech! North-south traffic stops. The number blinks: 81, 79, 78. Ready, eastwest? Engines whine. Clutches out. Getaway! Flash goes the sign: 79, 81, 82-84!-See THE WORLD, The Fresh Start...
...paintings is to hear them. They screech and honk with the aggressive dissonance of city traffic. They have the staccato beat of a pneumatic drill. The strident reds, blues, and yellows blare with neon. And the stray words that seem squiggled from a toothpaste tube onto his paintings are like the hip, harsh expletives that slum kids spew into the summer air. Davis had violence without anger, gaiety without abandon, and his paintings swing and jump with such durable joy that it is as if he had dipped his brush in some eternal fountain of youth...
Roosevelt was a yard of cigarette holder tilting up from a generous jaw. Truman was a bespectacled screech owl. Eisenhower was a pair of ears pierced by a disingenuous grin, and Kennedy-well, some semblance of Kennedy could always be drawn under that hummock of hair. To such lean and telling presidential portraiture, editorial cartoonists for the nation's newspapers bring a keen eye, a sharp pen and a drop or two of acid ink. Now they are honing their art on a new subject whose face might have been designed for their drawing boards. But how successfully have...
...such noises shattered the sleep of the pioneers a century or more ago. But the tire screech of a hard-braked auto mobile is probably no more disturbing than the howl of a timber wolf rallying the pack. And no American today need lie awake worrying whether the soft fluting of a small owl is really the signal that a band of Indians is closing in for a scalping spree...
...banks to give long-term loans to foreign importers so that they might buy more U.S. goods. 'T am convinced," he said softly [the Continental's engine roared as it took off toward the next traffic light], "that to generate this kind of credit in sufficient volume [a screech of brakes to avoid a swerving taxi], say on the order of a billion dollars a year [slow glide toward the light that had gone red], our great financial institutional investors such as the insurance companies, the pension funds and the savings banks must be induced to cooperate [another jackrabbit start...