Word: south
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...ever a general had his work cut out him, it was George Churchill Kenney he reported for duty to Douglas MacArthur in Australia. The Allied Air he was to command in the South Pacific seemed hopelessly outnum by the Japanese. MacArthur told flatly that his new command was in combat and that he had no for its top officers. It looked as if MacArthur was right. The next day at noon, Kenney looking on, 27 Jap planes attacked a U.S. airdrome near Port Mores New Guinea. The Japs got away without being touched by U.S. fighters. Even the antiaircraft shooting...
When Lillian Smith was a little girl in the deep South, a new Negro family moved to town. With the family came Janie, its adopted white-skinned child. Janie disturbed white folks. "They must have kidnaped her," said one of the ladies in Mrs. Smith's club...
Gnawing Memories. In the beginning, says Author Smith, there was evil, and from it flowed the guilts that have kept the South in unhappy restlessness ever since. The evil, of course, was slavery -as visible as an overseer's lash. But the guilts are hidden and unprobed. "We have known guilt without understanding it, and there is no tie that binds men closer to the past and each other than that...
Even in the years after the Civil War, she continues, "the South's conscience hurt; always there were doubts and scruples." Had the South been able to make a clean break with its past, the evil might have been exorcised. But gnawed by memories of its defeat and provoked by harsh meddlers from the North, the South gradually transformed "the Negro question" into a fanatical folk bias, coloring its segregated religion, its sex attitudes, its every moment in life...
Crooked Canyon. According to the Smith hypothesis, the South could not find peace; its guilt drove it to a collective persecution complex. "Beyond the mountains was the North: the Land of Dam-yankees, where live People Who Cause All of Our Trouble; and at the end of the North was Wall Street, that fabulous crooked canyon of evil winding endlessly through the Southern mind which is, like the dark race, secretly visited by those who talk loudest against...