Word: cream
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...happened, the lunch never came off. and De Vries, like a character in one of his novels (Comfort Me with Apples, The Mackerel Plaza. The Tunnel of Love), was left wistfully savoring the sour cream of the jest. This touch of rueful, pun-prone phantasmagoria has made 49-year-old Peter De Vries the leading comic geographer of commuterland. Humorist De Vries surveys his world with the wacky vision of a man who has inadvertently put on the wrong pair of glasses...
Kozlov bounded off the plane in Sacramento, was given a cream-colored Stetson that was too big for him, posed with two beauty queens, one of whom was a Negro ("Note her California tan," said Brown). Seeing a map illustrating California's big plans for a statewide water system (TIME, June 29), Kozlov observed: "Socialism is helping capitalism." Replied "Pat" Brown quickly: "We don't call it that." Later, Roman Catholic...
...said he, because the Communists are having "serious trouble" with their intercontinental missile program, too. Still, the Communists are expected to get ten operational ICBMs by the end of 1959, but that was also not so "important," because the Communists would need "some hundreds," as McElroy put it, "to cream the country...
...everybody talks about the weather, and everybody tries to do something different about it. Television weather shows range from Milwaukee's Bill Carlsen squirting up a shaving-cream snowstorm to Manhattan's arch, smock-coated Tex Antoine drooping a cartoon mustache to pass the same word about rain. There have been politicians (Maryland's Senator John Marshall Butler once sponsored a nightly weather roundup as a campaign gimmick), puppets, and above all, dolls. As one of the largest sponsors of TV weather programs (36 on local stations in the East), the Atlantic Refining Co. has tried...
...kept her royal composure drinking soapy-tasting kava in Fiji and eating breadfruit in Tonga, while laka laka dancers whirled about her to the eerie music of nose flutes. In Jamaica, the Queen was unruffled when an idolater threw his cream-linen jacket at her feet and prostrated himself, crying, as the police hauled him away, "I want the Queen to walk on my coat-I love the Queen!" Rarely did the royal nerves give way, but once, in New South Wales, the Queen and Prince Philip seemed to be squabbling as their closed car whisked through a town...