Word: sulking
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...campus, feels called upon to explain a lack of sympathy with its present program. To begin with, it does not recognize the possibilities for, and the necessity of, any preparedness at this time. Furthermore, it prefers to stand outside the real politics of preparedness in order to sulk as an ineffective minority...
Harry Hopkins possibly excepted. Franklin Roosevelt has no one, general adviser, no "Assistant President" (Raymond Moley tried to fill the role, got booted out for his pains). Such facile young "killers" as Corcoran & Cohen understand this facet of their chief, do not sulk when they are neglected for days on end. Harold Ickes does not understand, wrings his heart because he cannot be all things all the time to Franklin Roosevelt, who nevertheless esteems and frequently consults explosive Mr. Ickes...
...Baruch's thesis is that most children's troubles arise from their mothers' and fathers' worries. Children, she believes, always sense such worries, feel insecure themselves. When a mother worries because her children disobey, sulk or fight, Mrs. Baruch brings her to school, lets her observe other children and find out that disobedience, sulking, fighting are normal childish behavior. Result: The mother goes home feeling more tolerant toward herself and children, more serene...
When a symphony orchestra has been slapped around by a heavyweight conductor for a few seasons, it gets very proud of its bumps and bruises. When the top-flight conductor resigns, and a bantamweight takes his place, the orchestra is apt to sulk. In the past few years two of the finest U. S. symphony orchestras have had this letdown: Manhattan's Philharmonic-Symphony (Toscanini to Barbirolli); the Philadelphia Orchestra (Stokowski to Eugene Ormandy). The Philharmonikers have kept a stiff upper lip, but the Philadelphians, after brooding and glooming for a whole season, last week broke...
...mere moral indignation, but he vented it so resoundingly as to rid New York of a few petty pillagers of the till and to sweep himself into the governor's chair. During the war days, when he was one moment writing articles and the next going off to sulk because Mr. Root would not let him lead a picturesque cavalry squadron to suicide in France, his politics was mere moral indignity. But whenever he abandoned a cause, he washed his hands of it quietly, and never failed to preserve the waters of its ablution, for which sometimes...