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...disperse the mob; Mrs. Dilling's 24-year-old son made a lunge at a spectator who had made a wisecrack; because the gallery kept guffawing, the judge finally cleared the court; Mrs. Dilling, trying to make a little anti-Semitic speech, got herself cited for contempt...
...German and Japanese ministries of information may no longer be able to supply the pro Fascist publishers of these poison-sheets-with appropriate material for their columns, but such outside fodder is unnecessary. All that's needed is sympathy and admiration for an absolute government, hatred and contempt for democracy, a hysterical fear of Communism, a fanatical dread of "the Jewish octopus," a passionate antipathy toward Roosevelt or the British, or any combination of these elements. A large and responsive group of readers can easily be found. Unfortunately, the "unity" of the American people, a fourth of-July catchword which...
...Infantry, under leathery Colonel Charles L. Steel. Of all Colonel Steel's "Foreign Legion characters," the men reserved a top place for 2nd Lieutenant John Flynn, recently commissioned after 33 years of Army service. A sad-eyed Mr. Chips, Flynn delights his men by mixing tobacco juice and contempt for Jap marksmanship on scouting trips into the brush...
...happened to the contemporary American play-wright in the midst of this confusion and perplexity? Only Eugene O'Neill remains apart from the turmoil, continuing work on a gigantic cycle of nine plays, to be called "A Tale of Possessors Self-Dispossessed." He has the true artist's contempt for problems of the moment; his sole concern is with humanity in all time. To many critics this seems a selfish and unpatriotic occupation when our nation is fighting for its basic principles. Particularly does it seem so to those playwrights like Maxwell Anderson, Elmer Rice, and Robert Sherwood, who have...
...Britain. Its large cast of small-town Britons is so very whimsical, lovable and British that they constantly threaten to slip into vaudeville (but never quite do). Nothing in particular happens to any of them. But the day-to-day record of their semi-humorous plane-watchings, their quiet contempt for "our little friend with the moustache," their unruffled adjustments to blackouts, to ill-mannered evacuees, to billeted officers, to shoddy goods "which, if we describe them as Empire, will be sufficiently described," to food shortages and to death's imminence make this one of the most plausible novels...