Word: vividness
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...President of the U.S. flies homeward this week from his eleven-nation world trip, he brings back snapshot recollections of vivid ceremony and unaffected friendliness. Dwight Eisenhower, the world's best-known, most respected statesman, lifted personal prestige and national influence to new highs from Rome to New Delhi to Paris. But equally as important as the President himself was the backdrop of popular reaction to his visits. His trip was a success because the American idea is a success; he had once and for all destroyed the myth that anti-Americanism prowls the world. The roaring welcomes defined...
...Europe to do its bit elsewhere. The U.S., having donated or lent $75.8 billion to foreign countries since 1945, could not bear the burden alone, nor could any single nation. ¶ Britain's Sir Oliver Franks, onetime ambassador to Washington, and now chairman of Lloyds Bank, coined a vivid, if not quite precise, name for the new need. Instead of a familiar East-West crisis, he talked of a North-South axis, proposed that the world's industrial "north" form a committee, with the U.S. as full partner, to coordinate and share the burden of assistance...
...looked the part-bruised, scratched and haggard. And he had a hair-raising yarn to spill. Scribbling furiously, Buchanan took it all down, airmailed home the fugitive's own account of his escape, which was promptly copyrighted by the Herald and splashed all over Page One. It made vivid reading: the ordeal ("I didn't know which was worse, the horrible crawl across the yard or the swamps, the muck and the rocks"), the ride to Havana in a farmer's truck, the friend there who supplied fresh clothing, the hideout at the St. Johns...
Juniper converts more than a small village of Mexicans. To those who despaired of ever again seeing a good Pre-Broadway production, it brings vivid reassurance...
...sent packing by his wife, finds sanctuary with an enlightened writer. While the writer is playing Professor Higgins to the girl's Liza, the town assumes he is playing Don Juan. Preachers rail, hooded figures threaten, before a ladylike Jolly goes North for further schooling. Beyond some vivid touches by Eartha Kitt, the play has small merit. It is so gagged up with breezy situations, crude stereotypes and comic characters that the racial angle, which might have breathed chill realism upon Shavian comedy, seems merely employed for effect. What is not Pygmalion about the play is tatterdemalion...