Word: specter
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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There was a good deal of rustic rostrum-thumping about the specter of "red fascism" as a world menace, something you'd expect to hear just about anywhere except in Littauer. But between these blasts he made careful and professorial defenses of the position of the United States. In the address, he kept to a general support of the Truman Doctrine. Our "imperialism" always has been pretty shoddy, he said, meaning that it has been half-hearted, naive, and oven sort of generous. He then took the occasion to compare our expansion and that of the Soviets--the Truman...
...hundred years ago next month, Karl Marx and Friedrich Engels published their famed Manifesto: "A specter is haunting Europe-the specter of Communism." Last week Russia prepared to celebrate the anniversary with suitable huzzahs. "I would like old Marx to see how we are now storming the planet!" cried young Poet Sergei Narovchatov in an ode for the literary magazine Novy Mir (New World). Other excerpts from Poet Narovchatov's proud progress report...
Economic Crisis. For crisis had become general. There was scarcely a level of human activity, scarcely a corner of the world unaffected by it. There was the crisis in food. Crops had been bad almost everywhere except Russia. The specter of hunger in winter haunted Western Europe and much of Asia. There was the crisis of production, which was in part a crisis of war's destruction. But it was essentially a crisis of the will to work-a crisis from which the U.S. was scarcely more free than Europe...
...always loved clothes, for instance. I used to faint from starvation in the office . . . just to save money to buy them. . . . Now clothes don't mean anything to me." But a few months ago, when Critic Edwin Seaver suggested in the Saturday Review of Literature that "the specter of commercialism" was haunting U.S. literature, Author Caldwell (who is now vacationing in Paris and Rome) turned on him like a tigress. "My most 'lyrical prose,' " she retorted, "has resulted from the anticipation of big checks ... a new home, a trip, or a mink coat. The profit motive cannot...
...dimly lit Dail Chamber. "Like mourners," cracked a newsman, "heavy with the wake's hangover, for the funeral of Kathleen ni Houlihan." Throughout the war stubborn, belligerently neutral Eire had feasted while the rest of the world fought. But last week the feast was over and the grim specter of famine lowered over Eire. Newspaper headlines were black with pessimism, as Eire's editors recalled the great Famine of 1847, when a blight had turned Ireland's young potato plants to withered stalks, leaving a million Irish dead of starvation, and sending a million-odd more...