Word: wandered
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...Paterson recently accused Republicans of using "community organizer" as a subtle racial put-down; that seems hypersensitive to the point of paranoia. Obama was a community organizer, and his opponents should be able to criticize him without being accused of race baiting. But it's tricky when the attacks wander into the neighborhood of racial stereotypes, like the McCain "Celebrity" ad linking Obama to Paris Hilton and Britney Spears, which had a whiff of lock-up-your-women alarmism about the sexual power of black men. The usually somnolent David Gergen lashed out at McCain's ad portraying Obama...
...despite the cultural prominence of Kerouac’s On The Road or the raft trip of Huckleberry Finn, very few Americans, and fewer Ivy League students, seem to wander out here. Most of the tourists I encountered were on day trips, picnic drives with families. Out-of-state license plates were common only along borders and ‘cultural’ places like Fallingwater. Certainly it may be more high-rolling to visit Manhattan or more humanitarian to visit Malawi. Neither of these, however, come close to approximating the deeply American need, in Woody Guthrie?...
...laws and Nancy Drew, but the film closest to Hamlet 2 was the 1999 comedy Dick, which enlisted a slew of Saturday Night Live veterans (Will Ferrell, Harry Shearer, Ana Gasteyer, Jim Breuer) in the fanciful tale of two girls (Kirsten Dunst and Michelle Williams) who wander off from a White House tour and get entangled with President Nixon. That one sounded funnier than...
...first is that of the Orwellian mouthpiece - the unquestioning apparatchik feeding the cowed masses their daily dose of newspeak. The second is that of the dissident author, imprisoned, beaten and tortured for railing against corruption and human-rights abuses, or forced into lonely exile and doomed forevermore to wander the Western lecture circuit...
...thing about the Olympics is that if you start to wander around, you never know what you'll find. Case in point: I was walking outside of the table tennis venue at Peking University this week when I saw this sign - "Gluing Tent." Actually, I smelled it before I saw it - that sweetly sharp, pungent odor of Elmer's gone wild. With fond memories of those grade school glue highs, I popped in, hoping for a much-needed week two lift, and maybe some bonding moments with a few fellow sniffers, and saw a long table, a dozen...