Word: pointillist
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...order and ancestor worship that's far different from Taoism's mystical beliefs--they have, over a long history, fused together. They continued to do so outside China and are doing it again within China. Sociologists call what has emerged a syncretic faith, resembling more than anything else a pointillist painting in which every individual's beliefs are shaped and colored by specks of each tradition--and, at the close of the 20th century, by the color of money...
WILD CARD: The Empire State Building Observatory, which during the day commands lines of epic proportions, stays open until midnight (the last tickets are sold at 11:30 p.m.). Go up after sundown for a glance at the twinkling, pointillist panorama...
That kind of perspective shifting, that kind of standing back from the pointillist portrait of history, may be what Glenn's return to space is really all about. Glenn and NASA will never wholly concede this spiritual point, but Glenn and NASA don't have to concede it. John Glenn flew in 1962, and an exuberant country decided it just might live forever. Thirty-six years later, an older, more sober nation could use a little of that feeling again...
...delivery and seductive lilt of jazz to bring warmth to chilly avant-garde pop. Esthero's debut with her co-writer and producer, Doc (Martin McKinney), weaves hip-hop, drum and bass, funk and ska into tunes full of emotional intensity. Doc controls this array as a pointillist might, coloring each song with an unusual palette of detail--the strum of a harp here, the sigh of a trumpet there--and arranges it all into a seamless backdrop. In this setting Esthero's sweet, bluesy voice shines like a young Billie Holiday...
...drink," lies Lewis, successfully. The second trick was to stick with the losers. Lewis does due diligence by Clinton and Bob Dole, but spends most of his time listening to Morry Taylor's curses, Pat Buchanan's poetry and Alan Keyes' messianic rantings. The result is like a pointillist painting: up close, these events are a sea of bright dots; step back, and they are a captivation of the splendor, spirit and stupidity of our quadrennial madness...