Word: brooding
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...beginnings did little to ease the early life of the world conqueror--unless the myth was an omen for living like a wild animal in the steppes around Lake Baikal. His father Yesugei was poisoned by enemies and his widowed mother Hoelun chased away from their tribe with her brood, including her eldest, nine-year-old Temujin. The outcasts ate field mice and marmots even as they fought off thieves out for their horses, the most precious of nomad property. Bitterness cultivated a heart of iron. After a half-brother grabbed a fish he had hooked, Temujin would kill...
This is no glorified babysitting service. Mom can't swing by with a sob story about the pressures of modern parenting, unload her brood and zip off to the spa. The screening questions are intense, and parents--75% of whom earn less than $10,000 a year--have to map out a recovery plan. If there's a hint of abuse, a call goes out to the county child-welfare authorities...
...that feeds you" [PEOPLE, Sept. 13]. I would be truly happy to see him become so successful that he could do without the $255,000 of taxpayers' money handed over to him every year for the few public duties he carries out. Edward and the rest of his dysfunctional brood are in no position to criticize Britain. They are overprivileged, overpampered, overpaid and, very unfortunately for us, over here...
...Floyd's case, the dance started when a disturbance high in the atmosphere moved off the coast of Africa and out over the Atlantic. Fueled by the rise of warm, humid air (in places, sea surface temperatures measured a steamy 86[degrees]F), the disturbance very quickly spawned a brood of thunderstorms that coalesced in a slow-moving whorl known as a tropical depression. On Sept. 8, as its winds reached 40 m.p.h., Floyd became a tropical storm. On Sept. 10, when its winds topped 74 m.p.h., it became a Category 1 hurricane. A few days later, with winds approaching...
...what it thinks of its central figure, Edward (Colin Firth), an impractical inventor trying to make a go of moss farming. He is at once pious and lustful (his determined eye is cast at his brother-in-law's pretty French fiance), a good father to his numerous brood, yet sometimes abrupt and heedless of them. He's a stormy character, all right, but an unfocused one, and this well-cast adaptation of a memoir by a British TV executive is disjointed, only queasily humorous and too casual about its dark undercurrents...