Word: masking
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...knew a lot about tragedy and comedy. Among many other things, his father died when he was a teenager, and his older brother's accomplishments became a terrible burden. Yet when life crowded him, as it did so often, Billy, intelligent, sensitive, shy and insecure, would hide behind the mask of the clown. Last week Billy was buried in the red Georgia earth near Plains, his beloved hometown. His friends and family -- including brother Jimmy, the former President -- were there. They knew, if the rest of the world did not, what they had lost...
...nowhere questions may slip through the rehearsal radar. Both candidates might be flummoxed by a panelist who simply asks them to justify their lifelong aversion to reading novels. You can probably tell when to be alert; neither Bush nor Dukakis is a good enough actor to totally mask that bewildered look of "Huh?" Award 5 points for the best answer to an oddball question...
...Waits harrumphs and coughs, scratches himself, sits on the bed to shave his neck, then, curious, points his electric shaver at the set and hits the button: zap, the fuzz snaps for a second to Waits furiously singing. Hmm. He hits the shaver again--Waits in a Lone Ranger mask. Again--Waits in a satin white jacket. Chuckling, he turns away, pulls a sheet over his boots and jeans, and falls asleep. The TV fritzes again, as it does between scenes through out the movie, and we're with Waits onstage in the white jacket--cuffs too short, wrist loaded...
Last week a man claiming to be the Baron showed up on a late-night television talk show. Disguised by a mask, he admitted making three low- altitude flights above the city. Claiming that he is frustrated and bored by air-traffic regulations, the man pledged that he would buzz the city a final time in coming weeks. Within 24 hours, the daily Le Monde reported that police sources had identified a prime suspect: Albert Maltret, 52, who was arrested in 1986 for landing a single-engine plane on the Champs Elysees. "It's not me," Maltret told Le Monde...
...bring all the warm garments you can find--wool hat, ear muffs, ski mask, long underwear, electric blanket. And, still, you are cold. You bring all the warm drinks you can pour into thermoses--hot chocolate, coffee. You tuck a pint of something your mother would be ashamed of you for drinking into your coat pocket. You take a swig. And, still, you are cold...