Word: slouching
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Statesman Sadler won in a walk-away with his slogan: "Sadler in the Saddle." He now shares top place on the mighty Railroad Commission with its once all-powerful Colonel Ernest O. Thompson, who is no slouch on slogans himself. Col. Thompson is gunning for the Governorship, with a plan to tax oil for old-age pensions ("A Nickel a Barrel for Grandma"). Governor O'Daniel, who said he would pass the biscuits to all the old folks when he was Governor, is still trying to get his hands on the dough...
...Watch out for some of these new Lionel Hampden records: they're going to have a sax section of Coleman Hawkins, Benny Carter, Ben Webster, and Chu Berry. Three of them are considered the greatest in the world on their instruments, and Ben Webster isn't any slouch . . . Alee Templeton's two records for Victor are two of the most amazing I have ever heard. You try and imitate what occurs when you twist the dial very rapidly on a new radio--sounds silly as hell, but "Man With a New Radio" is still very funny...
However radio broadcasting may stack up among the arts, it is no slouch as a business. Last week the Federal Communications Commission, after looking at the records of the 660 active U. S. commercial broadcasting stations and the three major networks which feed 350 of them, revealed how radio stood in 1938. Its plant value and investment totaled $1,068,339,901. Total revenues (time sales, talent placing, rental of network facilities, etc.) were $111,358,378. Broadcasting expenses (talent costs, advertising, promotion, administration, etc.) were $92,503,594. Net income from broadcasting in 1938: $18,854,784, 17% less...
...their places by virtue of some big stick work, and both of them can cover ground. Gordon's batting mark for the entire schedule was approximately a cool .560, tops for loop batters. Lyford of Lowell had a neat .552. The second twirler, Dick Story of Lowell, is no slouch and earns his place as a result of steady work in every game...
Arriving at the GM Building about nine, Weaver lopes down the long corridor with a mess of manila folders under his arm, a cigaret stub in his nervous mouth. To preserve his more-or-less professorial role in a high-pressure company, he dresses with studied informality-slouch hat, tweedy, sloppy suit. He is short, bowlegged, has Clark Gable ears and hair cropped short because it tends to be kinky...