Word: terrorization
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Terror of the dictatorship of paunchy Miguel Primo de Rivera was the quick-triggered, shiny-hatted Guardia Civil. Since the foundation of the Republic those formidable constables have been meek as lambs. Fortnight ago a riot broke out in Castilblanco. Four of the Guardia Civil lost their lives, and since then they have stood no more nonsense. After Castilblanco there were a half-dozen clashes between guards and strikers throughout Spain. Twenty-four people were killed; in one stretch of 48 hours eleven citizens died, 60 were wounded. In the Cortes. Socialist deputies threatened a general strike and attacked...
Common in Soviet cartoons is a comical little old man, always accompanied by a comical little white bird. The little old man, who has wings, flops awkwardly about, annoying Comrades who sometimes smack him with a fly swatter while the little white bird squawks in terror. The little old man is labeled "God," the little white bird "Holy Ghost" and both are kept constantly in Red cartoons by the zealous efforts of Comrade Emilian Yaroslavsky, Leader of the Society of the Godless. In Moscow last week Godless Yaroslavsky lectured Soviet youths on morals, with particular reference to the question...
...under whom he learned to fight. Like Marshal Chang's mustache, the mustache of General Ma is thin, black and drooping. Like Chang's head. Ma's head is closely shaven, glistens. As small Marshal Chang used to be small General Ma is the terror of a General Staff composed exclusively of tall, strapping, exceedingly respectful Chinese officers. They bent their large bodies over staff maps last week while General Ma in silken house slippers but wearing a fur-collared military great coat affably received Correspondent...
...Crickard, without doubt the most brilliant runner of the Harvard 1931 football machine. Sheer speed, plus lightening quick shifting make him a terror for opposing tacklers, and a spectacular thrill for the grandstand...
...world stared back down the alley of the 1790's shivering. Napoleon was squinting in the sunlight as the nations stacked their guns before him. A handsome Austrian with a hooked nose sat devising a system founded upon those grievances against which Robespierre had hurled a reign of terror. The past lay in the burying ground of dead ideas. The present was a battlefield. There was no future...