Word: towns
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...hope that your elaborate spread on how we smog-eaten Angelenos all drive snappy Cadillacs into our private swimming pools doesn't create a stampede of suckers to come out here! It stinks out here; the phoniest town ever slapped together by stucco and fog, and sprinkled by glib-line underhanded promoters . . . "Go back East, young man, and eat again...
Many join because their fathers belonged. Some join because membership is good for their business or good for their political careers (this is known scornfully as "button Masonry"). More join because they meet the town's best citizens on eye level. Some, perhaps, join out of mere curiosity over the mysterious rites. The majority join just to be with the gang-and are more or less surprised to experience a quite considerable spiritual uplift after they get in. Said a Rutland, Vt. advertising salesman: "There's something gets under your skin at a lodge meeting which makes...
Trouillas is an untidy, ramshackle village of 1,100 souls in southern France, not far from the Spanish border. Last week the name of Trouillas was heard round the world. By unanimous vote, the town council passed this resolution: "Considering its ardent desire for peace, in the name of the population of Trouillas, the council decides in unanimity to adhere to the world citizens' pact and to the movement created for a universal federation of peoples for the fight against war. We declare the commune of Trouillas world territory...
...Deadest Dump." After nine days, the police let Lucky go. They were unable to pin anything on him, but last week they handed him a foglio di via obbligatorio-a document compelling him to report within four days to the police at Lercara Friddi, the humble Sicilian town where he began life, 52 years ago, as Salvatore Lucania, and which he once described as "the deadest dump in the world." The police hinted that Lucky might eventually be permitted on the mainland again, but that never again could he live in Rome...
...almost imperceptibly from next to nothing and a moment later become a blooming hayfield of blundering frustrations. At their wildest they have the towering improbability of Jack's beanstalk. His props are the natural pitfalls of daily life. His situations spring from the normal embarrassments of a small-town boy, abnormally innocent and awkward, but gifted with a brash, penultimate courage which always brings...