Word: horror
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...situation is little better. Far away from the television cameras, Israelis walk the streets, unsure of which car might suddenly explode and scatter their remains. I had the misfortune of being quite close to an explosion in West Jerusalem; I saw the faces of Israelis twisted with inexplicable horror, sadness, fear and anger. Some roads that Israelis used to use are now unsafe for cars with Israeli plates. I have watched mothers sit in front of the television, anxiously watching the news and hoping that their loved ones are away from the front lines. I have talked to 18-year...
...Cowboys, used to do to knock a gun out of the bad guy's hand - immaculate gunplay. Alas, I see that Roy's wife, Dale Evans, has died, having survived into an age of movies that by digital magic turn each screen death into the gaudiest, bloodiest horror...
...Maybe it's all for the best, though. While at least one set of our parents would have been so proud of our Cabinet-level positions, we've heard horror stories about previously normal people who went to Washington and returned hollow shells of their former selves. Apparently, we're not a nation of Mr. Smiths. More like a nation of Dan Rostenkowskis. We've heard about shedding all irony and sarcasm and adopting that unflattering "I'm a public servant, I'm here to serve" pseudo-sincerity. And yes, we (well, one of us anyway) have also heard about...
During winter break, finals are just a mental gnat that must be swatted away from time to time as friends ask "how was your semester" and we are forced to reply "I don't know--yet." Mercifully, the change of venue keeps the horror ahead out of consciousness, for the most part...
...horror of this final wait for the Bottom is what really drains me. As the ratio of time spent studying to time until the Bottom increases without limit, my interest in things unrelated to schoolwork increases proportionally. The smallest curiosity, the dullest barb can hook my attention for hours. As the opportunity cost of stealing away time from studies increases, my irrational desire for shenanigans becomes unbearable. An hour and a half on amihotornot.com playing God of aesthetics. Forty-five minutes re-reading an utterly boring Times story on the profit margins of foreign car manufacturers. An hour faux-drumming...