Word: soiling
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...among our one thousand million colored allies. . . . It would be easier to deal with their charges if the kernel of truth contained in them were smaller." It is not only anomalous, but dangerous, to criticize British subjugation of the Indians, to scoff at Hitler's doctrine of blood and soil, while we continue blindly on our way, dealing with our own "burden" like imperialists of the 19th century...
...great plateau to the south (see map) the Hindus predominate. They work their own or rented fields with wooden plows, make an average of 4? a day and have a life expectancy of 27 years (U.S. life expectancy: 61 years). Seventy percent of all India lives on the soil. Ten percent is crowded in the world's worst slums in the great industrial cities (steel, jute, cotton) of Calcutta, Madras and Bombay. In this vast land of riches, riots, peacocks and poverty the British have invested at least $4,300,000,000 on which they draw an estimated...
Knut Hamsun, 83, No. 1 Norwegian novelist and No. 1 intellectual pro-Nazi, had always bruised easily. So when Norwegians heard that he had suffered a stroke, some thought they knew the reason. For years his countrymen had loved his books (Hunger, Growth of the Soil, The Road Leads On). But now those books, which had once nudged bibles on Norwegian bookshelves, were boycotted; dog-eared copies were even trickling back to Hamsun at Grimstad. Last week, though Hamsun had since recovered from his stroke, the trickle of books swelled to a river. Though the local post office hired extra...
...bush. Army photo planes roared overhead. Soon the first few miles were laid out and the "cat company" bumbled on grinding treads up the road to Charlie's Lake, six miles from Fort St. John, and jumped off into the wilderness. The "cats" clawed at the soft soil, bogged down, sank almost to the driver's seats in the black muck. The engineers sweated and swore, dug out the cats, clawed on. Every day it rained. Every day they sweated and swore...
Wryly Nehru has admitted a basic factor in Indian life: the national symbol is the cow. To the Indians the cow is sacred because it stands for the giver of plenty, the tie of human nature to the animal and the soil, the quiet, contemplative qualities which the Eastern mind respects...