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Lord Macaulay's lordly eloquence had carried the day for English against Oriental rivals. He had heaped scorn on India's backward tongues-they taught "medical doctrines which would disgrace an English farrier, astronomy which would move laughter in girls at an English boarding school, history abounding with kings 30 feet high and reigns 30,000 years long, and geography made up of seas of treacle and seas of butter . . ." He had acclaimed English as the key "to all the vast intellectual wealth which all the wisest nations of the world have created and hoarded in the course...
...Blakney's trumpet just before the final chorus the highlight here. "Down Among the Sheltering Palms" closes out the album; as Ory exhibits a lightness that seems incredible after his happy shouting phrases on the other sides, and guitarist Scott contributes a shouting, pushing vocal that shows a fine scorn for the loving spirit of his lyrics...
Mencken poured his scorn on U.S. life, its culture and its government. Presidents consorted with "rogues and ignoramuses"; the Senate was "perhaps the windiest and most tedious group of men in Christendom." He decided that "democracy is the art and science of running the circus from the monkey cage," that a pastor is "one employed by the wicked to prove to them by his example that virtue doesn't pay." His targets ranged from the ancient Greeks ("Greek tragedy, that unparalleled bore, is confined almost wholly to actresses who have grown too fat for Ibsen") to chiropractors ("heroic pummeling...
...presidential campaign led fellow South Carolinians to wonder whether he looked on the Dixiecrats with favor. But not until last week did he let anybody know how he really felt about things: in the midst of a speech on foreign affairs he let loose a hot blast of scorn at the domestic Fair Deal...
...time all of the unpleasantness (i.e. the physical effort). This is a very tempting set-up, especially on cold November afternoons, when, clip-board in hand, the writer ascends to the relative warmth and comfort of the Soldier's Field press-box, whence he can gaze down in fine scorn on players and spectators alike...