Word: squatting
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...classic form of Soviet bloc frontier barrier is rising swiftly; here is row after row of barbed wire strung on concrete posts, and behind the wire are the wide plowed strips of earth visible at all times to the guards who wait with searchlights and machine guns in the squat, brown-painted wooden watchtowers near...
SOME of the children I taught walked five miles every morning to the squat, cement school-house on the Southern edge of Tanga. A strange collection of African, Arabic and English names belonged to those broad, smiling faces: Mbwana Hassani, Jumbe Wema, Joho Said, Lillian Grace Lukindo, Mary John, Apollonia Said...
...sirens screech in the dead of the West German night. In dozens of barracks and off-base housing units, thousands of U.S. men and officers snap awake and dive for field uniforms and equipment. One by one, the diesel engines of the squat, 52-ton M-60 tanks cough and rumble to life. In quick order, the assembled units roar down serpentine German roads toward fighting positions that have long since been plotted for protective cover and fields of fire. Within two hours of the first cry of the sirens, the 14,617-man 3rd Armored Division...
...steel on cobblestones echoed down the mean, dark streets. Frightened East Berliners peeked from behind their curtains to see military convoys stretching for blocks. First came the motorcycle outriders, then jeeps, trucks and buses crammed with grim, steel-helmeted East German troops. Rattling in their wake were the tanks - squat Russian-built T-34s and T-54s. At each major intersection, a platoon peeled off and ground to a halt, guns at the ready. The rest headed on for the sector border, the 25-mile frontier that cuts through the heart of Berlin like a jagged piece of glass...
...with barbell scorn: a monkey up a tree demands of its space-suited companion back from a quick zip through the firmament, "Where the hell have you been?" Ranging across the world for targets, he aims at many, misses few. Mauldin's Khrushchev stands in the U.N., a squat, solitary and ridiculous figure with his own shoe stuffed into his mouth. As for Russia's huge and backward Orientalally, Communist China, few cartoonists could sum it up better than Mauldin's trenchant cartoon that shows the Chinese as human ties beneath an oncoming train...