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...Samuel was British Foreign Secretary when he made his experimental plea to Germany that she be satisfied by a guarantee from the Great Powers that they would in all circumstances let her have access to raw materials (TIME, Sept. 23, 1935). This sop the present British Foreign Secretary, Captain Anthony Eden, still keeps talking about from time to time. Meanwhile Sam Hoare has become First Lord to make the British Admiralty so strong that London will no longer have to soft-soap Berlin. Last week the distinctly pro soft-soap Times of London almost lost patience on reading...
Professor Salvemini leaves his reader with very definite conclusions. As a philosophy, the "corporate state" does not exist in Italy today. It is a myth, a sham, a sop to the gullible people. Mussolini does not believe in the crude methods of the Nazi purge. He sends his party opponents to the front in the Ethiopian war. It is not capital, large and small, that influences the Italian Government, but only "big business...
...Every Saturday Night" and "The Preview Murder Mystery," contrary to the conventional double-feature bill that relies on one first-class picture to draw the public and lets the other pass as a sop to time, are both highly amusing. The two movies at the Paramount and Fenway, though not exceptional, have no periods of "let-down" and are consistently entertaining...
...tune of the unconsidered village wise man, the turkey-gobbler-villain banker, the solid youth who will go far, and the girl with bad blood who has come far enough. It was in orchestrating this hackneyed melody that Tinpanner Stong showed his real ability. And, whether as a sop to his own conscience or as a fillip to his fans' sentimental sadism, the conclusion was what cinemaddicts call unhappy. But readers closed the book in the faith that Hollywood's all-conquering love would surely be able to move this inconsiderable mountain...
...anthology, but with the weekly encouragement of such smartcharts as the New Yorker, such pseudo-smart-charts as Ballyhoo, smart publishers are beginning to see that anything (within reason) goes. The Bedroom Companion, or A Cold Night's Entertainment: Being A CURE for Man's Neuroses, A SOP to His FRUSTRATIONS, A Nightcap of Forbidden Ballads, Discerning PICTURES, Scurrilous Essays, in fine A Steaming Bracer for THE FORGOTTEN MALE sounded like a bold bid for man's attention. Readers who were won by its ballyhoo found it only a mildly entertaining, conventionally improper, publisher's stunt...