Word: stupors
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...first they hated alcohol, refused to touch it. They never really developed a taste for it. But as their neuroses grew, they took to steady tippling. They frisked about unsteadily, waved their paws erratically, grew belligerent, at length fell into a drunken stupor. These drunkards enforced were cats, and their scientifically controlled behavior, according to the man who made them drunkards (Psychiatrist Jules H. Masserman of the University of Chicago), helps explain why men take to drink...
...tall, bookish, satyr-faced church organist who lost his family, one by one. His old grandmother, 76, died suddenly. His mother, apparently a suicide, was found one morning with chloroform-soaked cotton over her face. Finally, one night three years ago, his father, in a drunken stupor, was burned to death when the Los Angeles house caught fire...
...reasonably accurate and "worth reading" or listening to. Often he seems to absorb an immoderate daily dose of it, and double portions (with color) on Sundays; more, certainly, than the human mind is capable of attending to at all thoughtfully; he is consequently sometimes confused, sometimes reduced to stupor; but in general, with some regional exceptions, he feels himself to be-and is-well informed. Well enough...
...ages were sitting around on the floor, which was covered with matting that was immaculately clean. In the dim light of some sort of lamp it was possible to see the bereaved mother sitting in the middle of the assembly holding a small child. She seemed almost in a stupor. All the relatives leaned forward to see what it was all about. When they realized that I, a foreigner, had brought the widow money, a murmur of astonishment escaped them. . . . The money which I gave the mother seemed to daze her still more. When they made her understand that...
Last week the men of Vichy gave the impression that they were readier to crumble than to conquer. The querulous, totalitarian old figurehead, Marshal Petain, quavered in a letter to President Roosevelt: "It is with stupor and sadness that I learned tonight of the aggression of your troops. ... It is you [who] have taken such a cruel initiative...