Word: downrightness
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History, Government and Economics professors disagreed last night--although not violently--about the significance of Nikita S. Khrushchev's revision of Karl Marx's thinking. Alexander Gerschenkron, professor of Economics, called the whole affair "downright un-Russian" while Arthur M. Schlesinger Jr. '38, professor of History, said that Khruschev's remarks "mark the logical culmination of recent tendencies in Soviet thinking...
...church, the Baptists, standing on the other side for the authority of the Bible. All the other denominations should be united, for the difference between them is that between Tweedledum and Tweedledee." Christian history knows the Baptists as a dissident people-crotchety, intransigent, sometimes rude, if not downright dangerous in the eyes of the orthodox...
...University is just downright uncooperative, City Councillor Edward J. Sullivan commented. "Whenever we ask for their help, they get on their high horse and ride off," he added...
...might get tangled in confusion, but the Self itself stood fast. It was kept in place (like Bishop Berkeley's tree in the quad) by God, or at least by church custom or class. Today, the selves are multiplying like amoebae, and a man with only one is downright backward. Man's identity was scooped out of its solid container by the Machine, spattered all over the place by psychoanalysis, and is being scraped up, in denatured form by the modern state. "Governments all over the world . . . give you cards, on which they inscribe in capital letters...
...hard not to be a bore about boredom. In Russia, it may be downright dangerous. This can be deduced from the sad experience of Ilya Ehrenburg, who normally leads a full, rich, happy life in the Soviet Union, with a luxurious apartment in Moscow, a dacha in the country, a villa in the south, a talented wife, and a rag-taggle of pedigreed dogs. But in his latest novel, published in Russia last year, Ehrenburg let on that life is a bit of a bore and wondered whether it is worth living at all. Whereupon his fellow workers in literature...