Word: teutonic
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...order in his mind and so little in his acts, this logician who doubts everything, this lackadaisical hard worker, this enthusiast for tail coats and public gardens who goes about in sloppy clothes and strews the grass with litter, in short, this fickle, uncertain, contradictory nation-how could the Teuton sympathize with it, understand it, or trust...
Teaching and practicing in Zurich, young Dr. Jung was fired by Freud's descriptions of psychoanalysis. In 1907 he made a pilgrimage to Vienna and was confirmed in the Freudian faith. In the tall Teuton, Freud saw his heir apparent...
Once, when Actor-Director Erich von Stroheim offended Mayer (by announcing flatly that "all women are whores"), the head of M-G-M clouted Von Stroheim right on his Teuton nose. At home, though, the studio slugger cut a different figure. Early one morning he fell on his knees in his daughter Edith's room and cried un controllably until she promised to let him take over the Hollywood Biltmore for the lavish wedding he wanted for her. "He grabbed her hands," says Crowther, "held them to his face, and started sobbing and weeping until her hands were soaked...
...finest story in the issue is by Kurt Blankmeyer, a piece called Saturday Burial, which describes the narrator's childhood experiences with a mad widow, and her dog Siegfried. The widow is a powerful Teuton transparently called Edda Norse, and the story has a conscious Germanic flavor and a fine not to say exciting Wagnerian ending. Saturday Burial is written in the same half-understanding, wide-eyed manner as Blankmeyer's Victory Over Japan, but less skillfully. The development is somewhat mechanical, and the events which should happen spontaneously seem to be plotted by an all-too-visible hand...
Historically there is only one possible victory for the Teuton, and that's against The Yellow Horde. On the other hand, this is indeed shallow praise, since the most trivial of European powers can spot the Yellow Horde both nefarious cunning and staggering odds, and still win handily. If the European power happens to be a troop of English bow-men who took a wrong turn at Vienna on the way to a Crusade, the slaughter is appalling. Studios have teetered on the rim of bankruptcy hiring enough extras to present realistically the number of Orientals slain under these circumstances...