Word: wasteland
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...tidings of his son's victory reached Ma Pufang as he was settling down in his big stone headquarters outside the walls of Lanchow, gateway to the Northwest. The dying Nationalist government had appointed him supreme commander of an area about 13 times as big as Texas, mostly wasteland, underdeveloped and underpeopled (about 14 million-one-third Han Chinese, one-third Moslem Chinese, and the remainder Tibetans, Turkis, Mongolians, Kazaks). Ma's elevation put the Northwest on its own. His land was a poor holding in comparison with the lost coastal regions and lush river valleys, but, until...
...Wasteland Wonder. For California, it was an agricultural milestone. In three brief years California had become the fifth biggest U.S. cotton producer (its 1948 crop: 960,000 bales, 6.4% of the U.S. total). Last year, California grew $148 million worth of cotton, making it the state's No. 1 crop, well ahead of grapes ($102 million) and oranges ($96 million...
Last week some of the 225 delegates went out to the San Joaquin Valley, the heart of California's cotton country, to see how the agricultural miracle had been wrought. In what had once been a sandy wasteland, they saw miles of irrigated cotton land. They winced at the high costs of irrigating ($4 to $25 an acre for water) and harvesting the crop (see cut), and could hardly believe the big yields: 572 Ibs. an acre, v. the U.S. average...
...sorry ... I was a Nazi, and I was happy that I was one ... I can be forced to give the outward signs of another belief, but what I keep in my heart is mine forever ... Oh my God, I love Germany, as she is now, a hopeless wasteland, and I will walk into this wasteland and, with only the power of my hands, create a paradise therein, more beautiful than that in the Bible. This shall be my future...
...glorious dead, he icily proceeds to ask: who caused them to die so horribly, and to what end? How does Nordic supremacy look when more than a quarter of a million of its devotees are hobbling and crawling, half-mad and half-dead, through an icy, foreign wasteland? How does the image of the divine Führer look to his worshipers in the moment when they themselves have "become bridges and carpets for his foot to trample upon...