Word: tremors
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Nonetheless, nearly all the Amherst-bred teachers voiced enthusiasm for their jobs. Reason: "A tremor of excitement coming from the secondary schools." With curriculums in ferment across the country, "notes of boyish idealism" were not uncommon among men in their 505. They forecast exciting opportunities in TV courses, team teaching, counseling. They urged Amherst students to enter a profession "on the way up," suggested that Amherst could thereby help "deflate the grey-flannel success myth" prevalent at "provincial" Ivy League colleges. One prep-school teacher asked: "What other job would pay me to play squash every afternoon? In what other...
...form, but the Astronaut will be changing. He will be becoming a more experienced man. No longer will he be so concerned for his safety. He will have more time for introspection. He will observe with more acuity, more conscious of the degree and meaning of his perceptions. The tremor of his voice and its high-pitched quality will disappear. Uncertainties will remain, but he will be able to view them with almost complete objectivity...
...weds (Robert Webber and Barbara Baxley) drive up in a secondhand funeral limousine to the home of the groom's wartime buddy (James Daly). Left alone with the buddy, the bride ruefully sums up the first 36 hours of life with hubby: he shakes with an uncontrollable psychosomatic tremor, drinks incessantly "to keep warm," on their wedding night leaped at her like a satyr, frightening her so much she spent the whole night sitting up in a chair...
Whenever there is a tremor and a turn at the top of the Communist world, ritual requires that the losers be brought forth to confess their errors, praise their vanquishers and-possibly-face the consequences. So far Khrushchev has decreed that Old Bolshies need not die, but just fade away. But the acrid gun smell of the past lurks around the Kremlin, and last week Nikita Khrushchev invoked another ritual of the Stalinist era: the public recantation, admitting to mistakes so that the boss may escape the rap for them...
...march forward to the battery of microphones, blink smilingly into the aurora of flashbulbs, raise his hands in delightful helplessness to quiet the throng-that man had probably not dared to let his thoughts wander so extravagantly last week. But chances were good that he had already felt a tremor of premonition...