Word: whining
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Spanish civil war (one of the few people ever to have escaped from a Soviet prison camp), has described the storms which sweep over the Vorkuta during the winter: "The watch dogs of our guards sensed the approach of a snowstorm before we did; they began to howl and whine, and this would be the signal to start cutting holes into the frozen ground where there was no other shelter. One day a shift of 150 prisoners on its way back to camp was caught in a sudden storm only a few hundred yards from the mine. The guards abandoned...
...looks ahead at some floating sargasso weed, where some flying fishes are skittering through the air. "Could be fish there," he says. A reel gives out a soft whine, and Hemingway goes into action again. "Beautiful!" he cries. "Dolphin. They're beautiful." After landing his fish, shimmering blue, gold and green, Hemingway turns his attention to his guest. "Take him softly now," he croons. "Easy. Easy. Work him with style. That's it, up slowly with the rod, now reel in fast. Suave. With style. With style. Don't break his mouth." After the second fish...
Doubtless your Nov. 1 article on "The Uneasy Scientists" will worry many a pulp-headed liberal. These sacred beings are being shackled, muzzled, harassed, etc. by military bureaucrats, politicians, officials, etc. Before falling suckers to this woolly-headed whine about thought control, let us all ponder an item in the Education section of your same issue, which reveals that a sample of 15 U.S. scientists showed two-thirds ignorant of the most elementary history and illiterate in philosophy. It is bad enough that scientists presenting themselves for a Doctorate of Philosophy should be crassly unaware of the meanest elements...
GRAHAM GREENE: "With [him] life is a precious, perpetual, snot-sodden whine...
Across the jack-pine hills of Idaho came the twang of a familiar guitar and the whine of an even more familiar baritone lustily singing: "From this valley they say you are going, / We will miss your sweet face and your smile." Glen Taylor, troubadour politician, ex-Senator (1944-50) and Henry Wallace's vice-presidential candidate on the Progressive Party ticket in 1948, had come home from self-imposed exile in California to ask a favor from the voters. Said Taylor: "I want to go back to Washington because I want...