Word: workingman
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...hardly seemed cut out to be a workingman's revolutionary. A Cambridge University don with a flair for making money, a graduate of England's exclusive Eton prep school, a collector of modern art, the darling of Virginia Woolf and her intellectually avant-garde Bloomsbury Group, the chairman of a life-insurance company, later a director of the Bank of England, married to a ballerina, John Maynard Keynes--tall, charming and self-confident--nonetheless transformed the dismal science into a revolutionary engine of social progress...
...articles, Carnegie was a voluble, if sometimes naive, adherent of the Victorian faith in mankind's progress. His quixotic ideals often clashed, however, with the brute realities of his steel mills, where men toiled 12-hour days, seven days a week. If Carnegie fancied himself the friend of the workingman, he had to face the ultimate comeuppance in 1892 when his associate Henry Clay Frick brutally suppressed striking workers in Homestead, Pa., in the bloodiest clash in U.S. labor history...
Somerville is "going to continue to become abit more rich, a bit more upscale, with a higherhousehold income," he says. "The challenge toeverybody that's here is to make sure that it'salways a place for the workingman. That's whatSomerville's always been about...
...great find is Hell-Bent for Election, a 13-minute cartoon sponsored by the United Auto Workers to promote Franklin Roosevelt's 1944 re-re-re-election. Joe, a burly blond workingman, must assure that the Win the War Special (a high-speed train with F.D.R.'s smiling profile on the engine) gets to Washington ahead of the G.O.P.'s 1929 Defeatist Limited. Directed by the immortal Chuck Jones, with music by Earl Robinson and E.Y. Harburg, Hell-Bent for Election is visually imaginative and giddily unfair (for a moment the Republican villain metamorphoses into Hitler). It anchors a smart...
Lugar looks ready to bolt as he steps into a dingy workingman's cafe in Kragujevac. The man who helped arrange the meeting, a shark-faced lawyer in a purple suit, nods in reassurance, but Lugar stares truculently at two TIME journalists, unsure if we are who we say we are. His jacket stretches tightly across his burly chest, barely hiding a bulletproof vest; he keeps a hand on a briefcase that contains a pistol. He has good reason to take precautions. Since he returned from Bosnia, he has been shot at twice, bashed with an iron bar and slammed...