Word: mock
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Unhampered by problems of patronage or pork-barreling, 20 mock-legislators last night hotly debated proposed amendments to the Wagner Labor Relations Act at the second session of the Harvard Congress in Winthrop Junior Common Room...
...Blaine Fairless went to Culver Military Academy, M. I. T. and Babson Institute, from which he graduated last spring. Liked by his fellow workers, he collects phonograph records, moves in a socialite young set. Month ago he and a dozen other gay blades ribbed Pittsburgh debutantes by holding a mock Bachelors' Cotillion at which the girls had to carry bouquets of vegetables...
...night go-odd years ago, a group of wild young rapscallions broke into a Masonic temple in Cayuga County, N. Y., put on the ceremonial robes and organized a mock secret society. One of these young limbs was an eloquent, enterprising Union College graduate named Lewis Henry Morgan. A crusading teetotaler but a hard smoker and poker player who had leisure for such japes because hard times kept him from practicing law, Morgan became secretary of the burlesque secret society, turned it into a serious organization called The New Confederacy of the Iroquois. To work up authentic initiation ceremonies...
...acts still seemed Angna Enters' best. Though the audience was gleeful the judicious grieved at the cheaper symbolism of a new piece called A Modern-Totalitarian Hero, or "The glory of living dangerously," in which Miss Enters appeared in a heavily bemedaled uniform and gas mask, went into mock ecstasies over a rose, then tore its petals off in rage at being pricked by a thorn...
Englishman Auden, however, does not allow such a lump of purely democratic emotion to stick in his throat for long. He clears it out with an elaborate, witty, rhymed, five-part letter to hyper-aristocratic English Poet Lord Byron. In this sophisticated, not entirely mock-serious composition, Poet Auden confides his thoughts about English literature in general, about his own life and times in particular, points a pretty straight finger at the hot spot on which up-to-the-minute literates fry perforce. His view of his fellow poets is neither encouraging nor hopeless : . . . many are in tears...