Word: toye
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Riot Starts. A crowd of hooligans swarmed over Stamboul Street. A provocateur jumped on a traffic light, brandishing a club. He shouted, and out of the crowd came 30 men similarly armed. In an Armenian toy shop glass splintered. Bricks and clubs flew through the air, smashed other windows. Out of a radio store phonograph records came sailing high into the night. Jewelry stores, rug stores, department stores were quickly bled of all the goods that could be carried. Looters tore down the street in both directions as they got what they wanted...
Said petite Chinese Fan-Dancer Noel Toy ruefully: "When I am dancing, the fans fly apart. I cannot help that." Said Miss Hart: "I have never done a bump or a grind in my life." Said Miss Toy: "Neither have I. It's vulgar." Added Miss Hart: "I slink...
Wells & Bel Geddes. Beyond Tri-Tactics real war-games buffs sail into the blue of their own inventions. As long ago as 1914 H. G. Wells, in Little Wars, told how he and his friends had played with toy cannon, soldiers, houses and mock terrain, a play war of "brisk little battles." In 1917 Hudson Maxim, the inventor and explosives expert, revealed with some disgust that he had been forced to redesign his own war game to include the new factor of airpower. A New Yorker profile of Norman Bel Geddes in 1941 noted...
...wonder nag, Spark Plug, were to U.S. kids in the '20s what Superman is today. Barney Google ("and his goo-goo-googly eyes") was a 1923 song hit that sold more than a million copies. Three Barney Google musicomedies toured the U.S. for two years; a toy manufacturer sold $1,000,000 worth of Google and Spark Plug toys and dolls; many a Google catchphrase entered the slanguage ("Horsefeathers!" "Heebie-jeebies"; "Jeepers Creepers!" "Youse Is A Viper"; "Bus' Mah Britches!" "Time's a'wastin'!"). In the mid '30s De Beck abandoned Spark Plug, subordinated...
...uncountable square miles of Siberian vastness. He had seen American soldiers in many countries, listened to the beefs and urgings of many men. Into his ears had been poured the stupidities & wranglings, the hopes & fears of more than half the world. He was so tired he could only toy with the Scotch & soda to which he had so long looked forward. But when he faced the newsmen they could see, underneath his grey fatigue, a burning urgency they had never seen before, even in an urgent Wendell Willkie...