Word: yellow
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...V.F.W. on the nation's front pages. The U.S. that had made Merchants of Death a best-seller cheered; veterans of World War I jeered. Exploded James E. Van Zandt, national commander of the Veterans of Foreign Wars (and now a Congressman from Pennsylvania): "They're too yellow to go to war. . . . They'll never be veterans of a future...
...Faulkner for 25 years has badgered farmers to tell him why they plow, claims that he never got an answer that made scientific sense. Most farmers plow, he concludes, mainly because they like to. Why is it, Faulkner asks, that when crops in a plowed field become parched and yellow, the weeds in unplowed adjoining fencerows still grow lush and green? Why do plants in meadows and forests grow prodigiously without cultivation? Because, answers Faulkner, they are fed TIME, July 26, 1943 and protected by decaying plants on the surface of the soil. Plowing buries this organic material beyond...
...troops closing in on Munda had learned much since Bataan; these troops were fighting a new kind of warfare. Once they wore khaki and blue dungarees; now they were clad in mottled yellow-brown-green coveralls that blended with the deep color and shadow of the tropics. Once they had little else to fight with but machine guns, rifles and knives; now they had ample artillery and support from sea and air. Once they massed and deployed awkwardly in textbook tactics; now they crept silently through the jungle. At Viru Harbor, U.S. Marines, infiltrating from the rear, wiped...
...campaign was fought. He saw U.S. soldiers bayonet Jap snipers out of foxholes, blast Jap machine gunners out of their nests. And he was one of the five correspondents who saw the fighting through to "the weirdest finish in the history of modern warfare"-the way the strange little yellow men committed hara-kiri by blowing themselves to bits with hand grenades...
Within a hundred yards there were 45 more Japanese bodies. Four were in one foxhole; in death the Japs seemed to seek companionship wherever they could. Another body, its red and yellow and blue entrails spilling out like yeasty dough, lay atop the mound outside the hole. Twenty yards from this foxhole there was a little brown-skinned hand, blown there after it had pressed a grenade against the stomach. The glove encasing the hand was only slightly torn...