“Okay”—Ben walked to the doorway, then turned—“but if you secretly sniff nose candy while I'm at the office, I don't want to know about it.”

Ah, what a ſigne it is of euill life, Where death's approach is ſeene ſo terrible.

There seems to be need of a term to designate these new terrors of our streets, those speed crazed paranoiacs who are now doing so much to bring the automobile into disrepute.[…] The word “automaniac,” suggested by The Horseless Age, seems quite appropriate[…] Why not adopt the name “automania” for the disease and the automaniac to designate the person afflicted by it?

The cheap labor threat is a common element of globaloney arguments today.