Word: swifts
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Sired by Failure. Poor, proud, tough and relatively small, the packinghouse union was born in 1937 of the repeated failures of the A.F. of L. and independent unions to wring concessions from the "Big Four" packers (Swift, Armour, Cudahy & Wilson). At the core of its membership are Negro/Irish, Slav and Mexican knockers, hog-splitters, blood-catchers and miscellaneous workers who do the hard, dangerous, foul-smelling labor in the huge packing plants...
...first it had seemed ready to mesh as smoothly in peace. Reconversion had been swift. Less than two months after V-E day, the first Fords rolled off the long assembly lines-right smack into the U.A.W.'s demands for a 30% pay boost. Young Henry has solved that by i) patient bargaining and 2) showing the U.A.W. the precarious status of the company. He hoped he had also solved the problem of increasing productivity. If he had, then the cost of making cars in his superb production machine should go down...
George Orwell, a talented leftist writer, has emerged as one of Britain's best satirists. Britons, chuckling at his new book, Animal Farm,† a 92-page laugh-and thought-provoking satire on Communism and the Soviet Union, are calling its author the most brilliant political satirist since Swift...
Like Writers Fielding and Swift of their day, Engravers Hogarth, Rowlandson and Gillray masked their acid realism with ribaldry, spared little that was worth debunking. Nymphs were turned into hoydens, generals into cannibalistic monsters, politicians into poisonous toadstools. The plump Duke of Norfolk was pictured lying on a table like an apple dumpling, Tom Paine was made to look as thin and mean as a sharp knife, the Royal Georges were shown with the complacently stupid expressions of goldfish, and Lord Nelson's beautiful mistress, Lady Hamilton, was portrayed as a coarse, fat, dowdy Dido (see cut), mourning among...
...race, some white undaunted spirit bred in their bones . . . surging through their blood." When roisterous Sir Richard, most dashing of all the Grenviles, met bitter-sweet Mistress Honor Harris over a dinner of roast swan and burgundy, their seismic passion rocked the country. "Oh wild betrothal, startling and swift . . .!" Gossips recounted how he had ". , . shamed me in a room in Plymouth . . . carried me [away] by force-[that] I ... lived as his mistress for three months-[but] Richard and I, in the gladness of our hearts, did nought but laugh...