Word: whims
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...good deal deeper. From all angles it adds up in the end to a check on the freedom of the press. It shifts the choice of reading matter from the public to the City Council, who may grant permits or refuse them at its very will and whim. At the same time it is a step on the dangerous road to an inbred, provincial, and correspondingly one-sided press...
...bumper wheat crop to help feed hungry Britain; 2) that Dust-Bowl farmers would have money in their pockets to carry them through another dry spell; 3) that pessimists who thought the West's marginal wheatlands should be given back to the desert had reckoned without the whim of changing weather...
Unlike smoothly-synchronized History 1 section men, the various teachers in Harvard's elementary mathematics courses can follow their least whim in determining the work to be done. Not only do some sections accomplish much more than others, but they may even use different texts. Naturally, when the ill-assorted students from Math A reach Math 2, a good deal of duplication ensues. Sometimes you've done the work before and other times the necessary preparatory material was omitted in your section. But not even Math 2 has achieved any sort of intra-course uniformity. Each of the three sections...
...custom-made job. But his little racer, under the rules of the newly organized American Miniature Racing Car Association, cannot be more than 24 inches long. The average miniature is 16 inches long, weighs seven pounds, is made of aluminum castings painted according to its owner's whim. Its tiny, two-cycle motor, wide open, can turn over up to 25,000 revolutions a minute. For fuel, some owners have their own secret formula. But the most commonly used "soups" are over-the-counter concoctions of castor oil, menthenol, alcohol, ether, nitrobenzol and other rapid-burning combustibles. Price...
...father, Louis Calhern naturally sets the pace; the family and its inevitably visiting relations serve principally as objects of his self-important whim. One minute he is crying "damn the New Haven, another wreck!", the next finds him lecturing, with many an ejaculated "My God" at the sight of the monthly bills, upon the necessity of running the family on a "sound business basis." Here in truth is a one-man band playing with all the noise and car-splitting trumpet section of a high school brass combo. But there is gold beneath the brass, and father...