Word: sordidness
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Vagabond turned over lazily as the Chapel bell tolled the hour, swung his feet to the floor, and rejoiced that it was over. Once again he could ascond the dizzy heights of his aesthotic seclusion, leaving the sordid world of men and Professors. He lighted a leisurely pipe, that first, sweet, fragrant pipe before breakfast. New-found freedom found him unprepared, a man lost in the aether with no ground under his feet. The gleaming morning sun flashed in rosy reflection from the gilt binding of a small book on the dusty shelves. Shelley, that was it! Now there...
With that off, there is yet space to deal with the "Match King." This is sordid, romantic, inaccurate transcription of the newspaper accounts of the life and death of Mr. Ivar Krenger, the man who embarrassed Lee, Higginson. The detail is very lurid and satisfying. "He Learned About Women" (which did nearly get squeezed out of this) is an amusing farce, with Alison Skipworth and Stuart Erwin overacting no more than is humanly possible...
...great popularity with the masses, since by virtue of his New England traits he stood for the ideals of thrift of sturdy independence, of homely commonsense, which were the national ideals of the nineteen twenties. His fame increased as the ludicrous discordance between these ideals and the sordid reality was ignored. With them he achieved a career of amazing good fortune with little exertion, no supreme test of his capacity, and the final triumph of the presidency. The combination was one which suited exactly the taste of the nation as it then...
Neither man was much of a mixer, but so far as I know, neither had a sordid past. The election was influenced by spite, and by personal considerations which today one would call dirty politics...
...healthy and wholesome in civilization to selfishness and commercialization. Unlike the gall of Lewis, or the satiric sterility displayed by the editors of Americana, the author finds promise in the prospects for the historic tomorrow; he draws a hopeful contrast between the hectic stampede of America to a vacuous, sordid prosperity, and the Russians, earnestly blundering toward civilization. In the new generation of Americans, which has no need to be "lost," he sees the germs for a restoration of the ideals and the conscious efforts toward betterment which were destroyed by the war and the cynical disillusionment of the last...