Crackerjack is a nickname for the United States Navy enlisted dress uniforms. The dress white and blue uniforms are of the traditional "sailor suit" or crackerjack type for men.
ellauri074.html on line 58: Dorothy Parker (née Rothschild; August 22, 1893 – June 7, 1967) was an American poet, writer, critic, and satirist based in New York; she was best known for her wisecracks.
ellauri088.html on line 618: The “sampler” that the eldest daughter did at school will be spoken of as “tapestry of the Victorian era,” and be almost priceless. The blue-and-white mugs of the present-day roadside inn will be hunted up, all cracked and chipped, and sold for their weight in gold, and rich people will use them for claret cups; and travellers from Japan will buy up all the “Presents from Ramsgate,” and “Souvenirs of Margate,” that may have escaped destruction, and take them back to Jedo as ancient English curios.
ellauri107.html on line 398: He’s a supernova of sin, or a Roman candle, or a fire cracker at the very least, blazing away in Roth’s virtuoso paragraphs; blinding us with his astonishing misogyny, his exponential misanthropy, his audacious nihilism.
ellauri118.html on line 360: The mosquito lamp´s blue light, and the crack, Hyttyslampun sininen valo ja rätinä.
ellauri131.html on line 945: Covey went down a hill too fast and flipped forward on the bike. There was a pretty big goose egg on the top of his head. Covey also suffered cracked ribs and a partially collapsed lung.
ellauri144.html on line 424: Split all ends up they shan´t crack; Halki poikki ja pinoon, eivät säry;
ellauri145.html on line 40: Piha-antero julkaisee 1940 Mustan huumorin antologian. Esipuheessa se torjuu käsityxen, et musta huumori tarkottais jotain lakuläppiä, tarbaby cracks. Ei vaan huumori on mielihyvän prinsiipin paradoxaalinen voitto todellisista olosuhteista. Tää formulointi on kyllä kopioitu suoraan Freudin huumorpaperista. Samanlaisia hersyviä huumormiehiä ne oli molemmat.
ellauri145.html on line 515: I had no idea Nietzsche could be funny until I read his letters. “The gentlest, most reasonable man may, if he wears a large moustache, sit as it were in its shade and feel safe,” he wrote, self-mockingly. “As the accessory of a large moustache he will give the impression of being military, irascible and sometimes violent – and will be treated accordingly.” More fun wisecracks:
ellauri160.html on line 204: His obituary in The Times described it as not a great poem, because of the lack of structure, but a great improvisation: "The exasperating form permits the occasional, and in the early Cantos and in The Pisan Cantos not so occasional, irruption of passages of great poetry, hot and burning lava breaking through the cracks in piles of boring scree."
ellauri180.html on line 497: They fell and faded—and the crackling trunks ja himmenivät - ja kipinöivät rungot
ellauri192.html on line 49: After he graduated from the Moscow University (1913), Trubetzkoy delivered lectures there until the Russian Revolution, when he moved first to the University of Rostov-on-Don, then to the University of Sofia (1920–1922) and finally took the chair of Professor of Slavic Philology at the University of Vienna (1922-1938). He died from a heart attack attributed to Nazi persecution after he had published an article that was highly critical of Hitler's crackpot morphophonological theories.
ellauri194.html on line 766: Human rights activists say the two women have been prosecuted as part of a crackdown by Egyptian authorities targeting female social media influencers on charges that violate their rights to privacy, freedom of expression, non-discrimination and bodily autonomy.
ellauri210.html on line 831: The word “Dada” brings to mind an international range of extreme modernist antics. The book’s title is something of a publicist’s misnomer. Jacques Rigaut is the only confirmed suicide among the group, and while Jacques Vache did die of a drug overdose, many, including author Michel Leiris, claimed that his death was accidental, characterized as deliberate by those aiming to enhance Vache’s cultural cache. Arthur Cravan and Julian Torma simply disappeared, wandering into, rather than jumping towards, the cracks of avant-garde history. Of the four only Rigaut is genuinely obsessed with themes of self-destruction.
ellauri236.html on line 194: As I have mentioned already, No Orchids enjoyed its greatest vogue in 1940, though it was successfully running as a play till some time later. It was, in fact, one of the things that helped to console people for the boredom of being bombed. Early in the war the New Yorker had a picture of a little man approaching a news-stall littered with paper with such headlines as ‘Great Tank Battles in Northern France’, ‘Big Naval Battle in the North Sea’, ‘Huge Air Battles over the Channel’, etc., etc. The little man is saying ‘Action Stories, please’. That little man with his little dick stood for all the drugged millions to whom the world of the gangster and the prize-ring is more ‘real’, more ‘tough’, than such things as crucifixions, wars, revolutions, earthquakes, famines, genocides, holocausts and pestilences. From the point of view of a reader of Action Stories, a description of the London blitz, or of the internal struggles of the European underground parties, would be ‘sissy stuff’. On the other hand, some puny gun-battle in Chicago, resulting in perhaps half a dozen deaths, would seem genuinely ‘tough’. This habit of mind is now extremely widespread. A soldier sprawls in a muddy trench, with the machine-gun bullets crackling a foot or two overhead, and whiles away his intolerable boredom by reading an American gangster story. And what is it that makes that story so exciting? Precisely the fact that people are shooting at each other with machine-guns! Neither the soldier nor anyone else sees anything curious in this. It is taken for granted that an imaginary bullet is more thrilling than a real one. (But note one difference: they get a whacking pile of money and loads of wet twat for it.)
ellauri236.html on line 465: “They’ll take all the furniture away tomorrow unless you pay the third installment. So what shall I have to sit on?” Fenner looked startled. “They’re not taking that away as well, are they?” Fenner is full of wisecracks, a funny guy. Paula is forever the joke of his butt.
ellauri254.html on line 816: Kaverin managed to republish Lunz's last play, Gorod Pravdy [The City of Truth], in a theatrical journal in 1989, one year after he had helped to effect the first publication in the Soviet Union of Yevgeny Zamyatin's anti-utopian novel, My [We, 1920]. The censorship board was beginning to crack, but still the Lunz collection was delayed beyond the life of the last Serapion (Kaverin) and the end of the Soviet system. Koska matka oli hauska niin, ottivat he mukaan vielä yhden kaverin.
ellauri299.html on line 171: Lisätietoa Gershwinin kirjan aiheista, kuten köyhien väestösuojista (shelters) ja kohtuhalkeamalapsista (crack babies).
ellauri299.html on line 196: Sellaiset tekijät, kuten köyhyys, jotka usein liittyvät PCE:hen, vaikuttavat paljon voimakkaammin lasten älyllisiin ja akateemisiin kykyihin kuin kokaiinille altistuminen yksinään. Varhaisissa tutkimuksissa oli metodologisia ongelmia, kuten pieni otuskoko, ja häiriötekijöitä, kuten huono ravitsemus ja muiden lääkkeiden käyttö äitien toimesta. Tutkimustulokset herättivät kuitenkin laajaa mediakeskustelua uuden huumeiden vastaisen sodan yhteydessä. Esimerkiksi vuonna 1985 tehty tutkimus, joka osoitti kokaiinin käytön haitallisia vaikutuksia raskauden aikana, aiheutti valtavan kohua mediassa. Termi "crack baby" (halkiohaara) johtui crackia ja PCE:tä ympäröivästä julkisuudesta.
ellauri299.html on line 208: Etelä-Carolinassa nainen, joka käytti crackiä kolmannella raskauskolmanneksellatuomittiin kahdeksaksi vuodeksi vankeuteen, kun hänen lapsensa syntyi kokaiinin metaboliitteilla elimistössä.
ellauri332.html on line 432: In 17th-century Salem, Hester Prynne must wear a scarlet A because she is an adulteress, with a child out of wedlock. For seven years, she has refused to name the father. A vigorous older stranger arrives, recognized by Hester but unknown to others as her missing husband. He poses as Chillingworth, a doctor, watching Hester and searching out the identity of her lover. His eye soon rests on Dimmesdale, a young overwrought pastor. Enmity grows between the two men; Chillingworth applies psychological pressure, and the pastor begins to crack. A ship stops in Salem, and Hester sees it as a providential refuge for her daughter, herself, and her lover. But will Dimmesdale flee with her? Or without perhaps?
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