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...Ah, the priesthood. It’s sort of like consulting for God. Becoming a priest has several obvious benefits including spiritual fulfillment, eternal bliss and invaluable community service. Plus, it’s a great way to meet women and not have sex with them. Most importantly, the priesthood is a pretty stable industry. Recessions, corporations and governments come and go, but religion is here to stay. As the wise poet Horatius Lucretius Quintus wrote, “Amice, semper populi sacerdotum egent,” which translates, “Dude, people always need priests...
...Ah neee owder ellows...
Unable to stay in one place for too long, I made a brief overnight trip to Vermont, to catch some summer stock, and particularly to watch blockmate Samuel H. Perwin ’04 star as Harold Hill. Ah, theater in a barn—yep, it was summer stock—and it was pretty good. Despite the heat and the rain, the young performers were quite appealing and, wow, are they worked hard. After the show, they put on a cabaret performance, as they routinely do, before ending the night and getting up early the next morning...
...Ah, they go to look for what they're interested in.This is the now familiar lament of old media when it comes to online news. It's the idea that people might actually be able to choose what news they read or watch. Mr. Kohut, Felicity Barringer writes, "also said that viewing news on the Web took away one of the most important elements of news consumption in the old media, which is browsing." Now, let's forget for the moment that surfing is an exponentially more powerful version of browsing, and focus instead on Andrew's Lament...
...citizen doomed to play the vampire yet determined to play it to the hilt. And Welles sounds hokiest, and farthest from his own prodigious, wandering youth, when imitating the thin, whiny timbre of small-town America's young men in such period pieces as "I'm a Fool," "Seventeen," "Ah, Wilderness!" and "The Magnificent Ambersons." To hear him grow, and grow old, in a single hour, listen to his Edmond Dantes. The immature, innocent tones are tortured out of him; as he withers in prison, and is schooled in bitterness, his voice trudges down an octave, until by the time...