Word: waking
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...declared a state of emergency in Alto Adige, ordered everyone to turn in all private arms, including even hunting rifles. Responsible Tyrolean leaders disavowed any part in the violence, condemned the terrorists, and few Tyroleans showed any great interest in the German-language pamphlets that invariably appeared in the wake of the bombing urging "support for the fight for liberation." Looking for a ray of hope, the daily Il Popolo sensibly noted: "The terrorists' acts may result in isolating the extremists themselves...
Wise pilots do not have to be told to fly clear of the wakes of nearby aircraft, especially big ones. They know that the turbulent air behind big, fast planes may be full of invisible, wing-racking bumps. And the danger has been growing worse as airliners boost both speed and size. Last week Aerodynamicist William A. McGowan of the National Aeronautics and Space Administration reported just how dangerous jet-age wake bumps...
When the air flows past an airplane's wings, it slips sideways past the tips and swirls into two twisting eddies that linger in the plane's wake for as long as a minute. Even after the airplane that made them is miles away, the eddies spin with surprising violence. A modern swept-wing jetliner, flying at 220 m.p.h. as it slows down approaching an airport, generates two twirling cornucopias of air with cores 22 ft. in diameter and outside layers rotating at 35 m.p.h...
...through a miniature thunderstorm. A light airplane flying through the core itself, says Mc-Gowan, "can experience loading conditions that exceed the design ultimate load factors," i.e., can be torn apart. Although no supersonic airliners are flying yet, McGowan looks forward to their take-off with some trepidation. Their wake will be strong enough to knock the wings off a good-sized commercial airliner...
...Kennedy than with the fate of the entire Irish-American community in an unnamed city that is obviously Boston. What he feels elegiac about is the death of a separate ethnic cultural identity. While he prizes the U.S. melting pot, he dreads the homogenized young American to whom a wake is about as dated as a brogue. And so he tries to capture not only the wakes but the tangy, smoky drift of Irish talk, the parochial Irish viewpoint that every historical event can be reduced to some Mrs. O'Leary's cow, and the fanciful delight...