Word: wave
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...This Is the Time." Now consumer goods have become the second wave of exports. In both Britain and France, American appliances sell well because they are available in more imaginative sizes and shapes for different kinds of kitchens. Demand is rising for such disparate items as colonial furniture and shower curtains, for air conditioners and suntan lotions, and for such soft goods as sportswear, bathing suits, children's dresses, lingerie and men's pajamas. In Germany, of all places, the sales of U.S. photo equipment-notably the new Kodak Instamatic camera-have jumped nearly 300% in the past...
...echoed to the thunder of populations on the move. More than 17 million Hindus and Moslems fled across the borders of India and Pakistan in the wake of partition and religious strife in 1947. Since last January, 900,000 more have poured over the frontiers to escape a new wave of religious persecution. Last week still another mass migration was underway as thousands of India's newest dispossessed flocked home from neighboring Burma...
...wave of immigrants swept into the city while disgruntled middle-and high-income burghers fled into the surrounding county suburbs. Gracious mansions became tenements. By 1952, the city was one-quarter slum, another quarter near slum. No new office buildings had been put up in 25 years. Industry pulled out in wholesale lots. Property values and business activity plunged. "You might ask," wrote English Author Geoffrey Grigson in 1951, "why anyone would be proud of such a dump...
...chair, his socks sagging over broken shoelaces, his shirt open to the waist, his arms dangling to the floor, where his knuckles drag. A Gauloise rests in his gibbon lips, and its smoke meanders from his attractively broken, Z-shaped nose. Out of the Left Bank by the New Wave, he is Jean-Paul Bel-mondo-the natural son of the Existentialist conception, standing for everything and nothing at 738 m.p.h...
...sound echoes through the surrounding hills. It is the primitive, awful din of short-stabbing spears hammered against rawhide shields. Now the threat becomes palpable. Across the horizon stretches a line of warriors clad in animal skins and necklaces of baboon teeth, wailing "Usuto! Usuto!" (Kill! Kill!) The first wave sacrifices itself to test British fire power; then on they come, wave after wave, lunging, hacking, dying. For all but the squeamish, it is a grisly good show, and the film's climax is visually and dramatically stunning-when the fierce Zulus, some 18 hours later, roar acknowledgment...