Word: hards
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...lofty that the job should never fall to me? It probably won't; wars are too small these days to require the trigger fingers of a journalist in the Reserves. The Army's real warriors are in the infantry, the Rangers, Special Forces. Hard core. But if the enemy ever gets close enough for the likes of me, don't forget - I'm a pretty good shot, and I've got the little medal to prove...
...status in the world. We've got the weapons and the dollars. What Henry Luce saw as the American Century in the middle of the 1900s is nothing compared with the Americanization of the globe these days. Whether this owes more to cheap hamburgers or to free thought is hard to know. We are as we were and probably will be forever--eager to control the world and eager to stay...
...grandchildren any way they can, without insisting that the relationship stay exactly the way it was. Grandparents should remember that when a family is in flux, everything changes. Anger from a divorce can spill over onto a spouse's relatives, but it often subsides if no one pushes too hard. Grandparents can also try to have their visitation rights included in a separation agreement as a precaution against having to go to court later. The American Association of Retired Persons provides helpful resources through the Grandparents Information Center, (202) 434-2296, and at aarp.org...
...Harris and Klebold, show there was a distinct lack of acceptance of people for who they are. It's possible that if the individuality of Harris and Klebold had been channeled in the right direction, none of this would have happened. The school principal needs to take another long, hard look at what is going on beneath the surface at his school. A lot of the answers lie in the comments made by Evan Todd. MARC DE FONDAUMIERE Johannesburg...
...presents himself as a hard-core rapper, but essentially he makes music designed to entertain suburban children. His rage-filled persona is too over-the-top to take seriously (he starts this album growling and barking) and his lyrics, ("Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop! Nigga!") lack wit. On Party Up, he tries to craft a clubland anthem and fails. It's not much fun partying with a guy who's probably just gonna start a fight and ruin everything. Still, one song, What's My Name?, does have a welcome sense of urgency...