Word: sovietize
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...next day she wrote: "Fifth Avenue on Easter Sunday would probably irritate Stalin even more than he is already exasperated with the United States ... [He would probably be] more annoyed by [it] than by Wall Street ... It will take a long series of five-year plans before the Soviet woman can buy a dress, a hat or a pair of shoes for anything near the price a New York working girl paid for her Easter outfit...
...distribution of wealth in this country is far from equable or general, but it is wider than anywhere else on earth. The distribution, more than the accumulation [of wealth], irks the Soviet leaders, because it underlines the pregnant fact that there is no communism in the Marxist sense in the Soviet Union, and no capitalism in the U.S. as it was conceived in Das Kapital...
...ever-loyal functionary, Willie Schneiderman,* he tried to organize the waterfront, and began to attract the attention of party headquarters in New York. He was charged with resisting arrest during a melee in Los Angeles' Plaza. Then during an unemployment demonstration he waved a placard reading, "Defend the Soviet Union," and got a sentence of $500 fine and 180 days in jail. Frankie almost became a martyr then, but the party had other plans for him. On orders, Frankie jumped bail and vanished into the party's underground...
...operations to the young. He captivated Meta Berger, well-to-do widow of Victor Berger, first Socialist Congressman. Plump, motherly, highly respected Mrs. Berger was entranced by the eloquence of handsome, charming Eugene Dennis. He persuaded her to go to Russia, and she returned piping the glories of the Soviet Union. Her country home became a second home for Dennis, who settled comfortably into the late Congressman Berger's old armchair. Meta Berger died in 1944, still not disabused...
Browder was kicked out of the party. Just to keep him on ice, Moscow commissioned him to act as an agent in the U.S. for Soviet publishers. In a one-room office on 42nd Street, he smoked his pipe and stared into space, loyally mumbling the line that the assassination of his character was only an "incidental of a political struggle." It was as close to accuracy as Comrade Browder ever...