Word: shrilled
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Nationalist friends found her changed. She had embraced a new cause: Communism. She became friends with Mao Tse-tung and other top Reds. Her letters from within Red China to her father in Seattle grew more & more shrill in their denunciation of U.S. policies. Last May she rejected her father's plea that she come back to the U.S.: "Whenever I hear from any of my progressive friends it's the same story. Persecution, false accusations, rigged juries, illegal court decisions . . . How can you want me to return to such a life? It would be like returning...
Giulio Confalonieri, critic of Il Tempo, came armed with a shrill whistle. He also brought along seven friends, similarly equipped. The curtain was barely up when they cut loose. From there on, through three acts, it was bedlam...
Vito Marcantonio, Manhattan's shrill-tongued voice of Communism in the House, stayed on in politics. Marc caught on as a lawyer for the Communist Party to fight the McCarran alien registration act through the federal courts. He had taken the job, said Marcantonio blandly, as a "public service...
...report was more shocking to Parisian intellectuals than the original incident had been to the worshipers. To many, it sounded like a fair description of any eager young existentialist. So shrill, in fact, was the outcry that tendinous, hyperemotive Michel Mourre was released on bail, has written (for a couple of French newspapers) the memoirs of his autodidactic life as a Dominican student, as an existentialist, and as a bohemian...
Third prize went to Manhattan's Yasuo Kuniyoshi, whose works sometimes have the taste and balance of good Oriental art. His shrill, finicky Fish Kite did not. Joseph Hirsch's fourth-prizewinning view of Nine Men in a men's-room mirror was as skillfully done as anything in the show, and as dour. Hirsch had caught the cold light reflected from glass and white tiling, dramatically illuminated the begrimed and weary workmen cleaning up in its glare...