Word: dullnesses
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Although a candidate can be elected to only one board, he can earn his election by specializing. The Newsmen will welcome the incipient snooper, give him a chance to interview chorus girls and deans, and work with type. The Business staff will supplement Ec A and won't be dull either. The Photographers can find their niche roaming the streets with a Speed-Graphic or puttering, in the dark room. And if you want to lambaste that movie or play you saw in a moment of weakness, the back page will be open for your efforts, and free passes...
Henceforth most U.S. warplanes will go into action bright and shining except for the dull black patches brushed on surfaces which reflect sunlight into airmen's eyes. Only "where tactical considerations require it in combat zones" will camouflage be used any more...
...profession. He continued: ". . . Much delinquency is taught in ... schools. . . . Some [teachers] have tested out techniques worthy of mention. ... Johnny didn't smell like a rose. Even a bad head cold wouldn't have availed you. He really didn't smell bad on purpose. He was a dull normal, his mother probably a moron. When verbal warnings failed to beget the desired attar of roses, teacher moved him four seats from the nearest pupil and by gesture and innuendo, if not by edict, conveyed to the class the idea that Johnny was ostracized. This technique worked beautifully. Johnny...
Ship life was dull. The men of the and Marine Division fairly wilted in their crowded, hot quarters. They spent an hour each day cleaning rifles, sharpening bayonets, then another hour studying aerial photographs and contour maps of Betio, the little bird-shaped island that was the main fortification of Tarawa atoll. There was nothing else to do except see movies, read dog-eared magazines, play cards and sleep, which Marines can do at any time in any position on almost any given surface...
...held their heads in their hands. Into one, a woman in labor was brought moaning. Amid the dust of shuddering walls, the incessant beat of guns and bombs, she delivered her child, then shook her fist at the smoky ceiling and gasped: "God damn the English." All night long, dull explosions continued as time bombs went off or workmen dynamited dangerously weakened walls. By morning most of the fires were out. Smoke hung over the town; everywhere brigades of the Organisation Todt, foreign workers, war prisoners, soldiers and civilians were clearing the streets. Past them the people trudged to work...