Word: tradings
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Boss of the new organization is plump, pink-cheeked General Secretary Jacobus Hendrik Oldenbroek, 52. Born in Amsterdam, he grew up in London and Hamburg, where his father, a cigarmaker, had set up shop. Beginning work at 14, as a clerk, he moved on to trade-union journalism, eventually headed the powerful International Transport Workers' Federation. A good-natured, soft-spoken labor diplomat as well as a staunch anti-Communist and a crack administrator, Oldenbroek seemed to many outsiders to be the ideal man for the job. "We are going to be efficient, in the American sense," he said...
Last week in London, the I.C.F.T.U. (International Confederation of Free Trade Unions) formally set itself up in business. In spite of some fraternal squabbles and a contest between American and British delegates for domination of the new labor international, the organization's birth pangs were relatively mild. It had managed to build the framework in which labor unions from 53 countries-including America's staid A.F.L., Britain's Socialist T.U.C. and (tentatively) the Continent's Catholic unions-could unite in their fight against Communism...
Speaking on the "Sociology of World Domination,' 'George Zipf '23 yesterday declared at a meeting of the Social Relations at a meeting of the Social Relations Society that "the findings of systematic social science today suffice to give pause to world political ventures in finance and trade, however cleverly disguised...
Seldom has a melodrama flashed so many tricks of the trade-pianos, radios, telephones, striking clocks, blinking lights, swinging doors, even false statements in the program. Yet The Closing Door is much more seriously written than the usual thriller and is full of clinical detail and therapeutic advice, some of it Freud and some of it scrambled. If this adds to the weight of the play, it only proves, in terms of good melodrama, a dead weight. Toward the end, however, as the adolescent events that poisoned Vail's life emerge simultaneously with the frightful method he took...
...Town. Through this complex, wholly artificial beehive of modern living, Connie Hilton moves with the speed-and often the freshness-of a cowboy on the town. No "bellhop with a manicure" -as some hotelmen are scornfully labeled in the trade-Connie Hilton is a towering (6 ft. 2 in.), broad-shouldered, leatherfaced extravert who proudly wears a $100 Stetson and talks with astonishing frankness about his income (see box] and business affairs...