Word: jamming
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Dates: during 1940-1940
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Outside a small room in the County Court House in downtown Manhattan, a mob of 500 clamored to get in. A fiery, black-haired teacher-unionist, Dr. Bella V. Dodd, rushed about shrieking: "The hearing is packed!" Inside the room, jam-packed with newsmen and eager spectators, the curtain rose last week on a legislative investigation of subversive activities in New York City's public schools...
...faced Town Marshal Joe Peyton found his one-man job a nightmare, couldn't unsnarl the daily traffic jam that tied up the public square. A 300% increase in mail had the post office stumped. Five crews of linemen scrambled and shinnied to make telephone connections. Rushing to finish a much-needed sewage system, WPAsters built street-corner privies which indignant citizens threatened to burn. Sidewalk hawkers with pushcarts turned Charlestown into a Lower East Side. Jam-packed was the town's lone grog shop.-Every night was Saturday night and Saturday night was chaos...
...Biggest animal art show last week was put on by the dignified, Victorian-upholstered Pierpont Morgan Library, which elbows Manhattan's midtown skyscrapers like a Brewster barouche in a traffic jam of taxis. Said a high-nosed Morgan Library attendant: "I suppose it's a very good idea, at a time when human beings are acting so savagely, to show records of the behavior of animals." From its richly laden shelves, librarians had taken down the Morgan Library's best 9th to 19th-Century bestiaries, travel books, mythologies, collected fables, lives of animal-loving saints, set their...
From Granville Hicks to Professor Latourette, from Littauer to Adams, from "The Fall of France" to "The Character of Loki," the billboards and lecture halls are jam-packed...
Last week another jam project was under way near New York City, in Toto's Green Haven Inn, founded in Mamaroneck by the late famed circus clown. Mixed aplenty, Sunday-afternoon sessions were open to any expert jazzman. Four Sundays of it had built a typical jazz following, equal parts suburban jitterbugs and reverential male grownups. In every audience there was at least one know-it-all who bothered the players with technical questions, and one high-school editor who inquired: "Do you think real jazz is on the decline?", whereupon everyone grabbed for his drink...