Word: souped
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...regular season, which opens April 14 against Syracuse, the snow has fallen on all alike, or as Munro puts it, "all in the same soup." But with such a wealth of veterans, the varsity may find the soup more congenial than many of its fellow sloshers...
...most of it. He avoids ties in favor of turtleneck sweaters or open-throat shirts. His shoes are often unshined, his pants unpressed, his nails dirty, his light beard unshaven. He prefers his country red wine to champagne, the kitchen to the living room, and he drinks his soup from his plate. He boasts that he has no book learning. "Why should I study books? I know more already than the people who wrote them." He tells crowds: "I'm just le petit Poujade, an ordinary Frenchman like...
...years that he has been running the gaudiest one-man show in Brazilian politics, Sáo Paulo's millionaire ex-Governor Adhemar de Barros has plopped in and out of hot water like a boardinghouse soup bone. Opponents hinted freely at slush funds, financial skulduggery, and the existence of a "little box" filled to overflowing with bundles of boodle for political pals. Even last year, when Adhemar (as all Brazilians call him) was running for the presidency, he faced a charge that, while governor from 1947 to 1951 he had passed out 3,000,000 cruzeiros' worth...
Last week, to the stunned amazement of all Brazil, Adhemar was back in the soup. Briskly reversing an earlier acquittal, Sao Paulo's state supreme court found Adhemar guilty of giving away five state-owned trucks, and sentenced him to two years in jail and five years' suspension of his civil rights, i.e., his all-important right to run for governor of Sao Paulo in 1958 or President again in 1960. The latter penalty was a grievous blow for Adhemar; he ran a close third in last October's na tional election, racked up a solid...
...this story of "war as mean as poor-farm soup." one character suffers a case of hysterical blindness. This too befell William March, though not until years after the war. It was after he recovered that he wrote Company K, and he never entirely lost what Cooke calls the "lonely sickness"-his obsession with the "pathology of the normal" and the dark patches in the human landscape...