Word: spats
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...settled as servants accused former masters, employees denounced past employers, kinfolk bore witness against each other. The terror scorned the traditional Confucian concept of decent human relationship. Older people, heretofore respected for their years, were led through streets to prisons or to execution, and on the way Communist youth spat at them. In one Kwangtung province town a grey-haired man was forced to crawl on his knees, kowtow to groups of Red workers...
...hands on the expected child. Tracy himself is drawn into the contest as they compete with offers of house space, gifts, suggested names. He suffers other pangs: the fright of finding his daughter a back-to-nature devotee of childbirth-without-fear; the nuisance of patching up her jealous spat with her husband (Don Taylor) ;the strain of rushing to the hospital for a false alarm. His grandson completes the torment by taking a special dislike...
...opera, Wozzeck. Bing's answer to that is that he would like to do Wozzeck, but he cannot afford right now to overlook the fate of another contemporary opera, Benjamin Britten's Peter Grimes, which was withdrawn after two seasons, so offended one opera lover that he spat in the box-office window. (Says John Gutman: "Whenever I mention Wozzeck, Bing threatens to put me in the box office." The Met still faces the problem of having to run a new production (cost: between $50,000 and $70,000) for at least five seasons to get its investment...
Hollywood home life was having its usual ups & downs. After another spat with Martha Vickers, his third wife, quick-tempered Mickey Rooney, 30, huffed off to live with his mother for a while. After seven months of marriage, Elizabeth Taylor, 18, and Conrad ("Nick") Hilton Jr., 23, decided to try a separation test...
...never catch him," she cried, "never!" Next morning, when the carabinieri thrust her through the throng outside the morgue gates to view his body, Maria Giuliano at last broke down. "My blood," she croaked hoarsely, "my own blood." Then, turning fiercely towards a bank of news photographers, she spat out, "It's you who've brought my son to hell...