Word: pockets
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Thirteen of a thousand faces: center, as Capt. Henry St. James (The Captain's Paradise, 1953). Clockwise from top left: Herbert Pocket (Great Expectations, 1946); Agatha d'Ascoyne (Kind Hearts and Coronets, 1949); Professor Marcus (The Ladykillers, 1955); Colonel Nicholson (The Bridge on the River Kwai, 1957) General Yevgraf Zhivago (Dr. Zhivago, 1965); Adolf Hitler (Hitler: The Last Ten Days, 1973); Professor Godbole (A Passage to India, 1984); Sigmund Freud (Lovesick, 1983); George Smiley (Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy, 1980); Ben (Obi-Wan) Kenobi (Star Wars, 1977); King Charles I (Cromwell, 1970); Prince Feisal (Lawrence of Arabia...
...court. "In some of these trials," Boies says, "the only other people who care as much about the case as I do are the opposing lawyers and the reporters who are covering it." Through those sometimes long evenings, Boies will surreptitiously drop a plastic stirrer into his jacket pocket as he lifts each Ketel One screwdriver. At any point, he can reach into his pocket, count the stirrers and know when he has had enough...
...during this postelection flurry, I was struck that the way they handled this period showed again how different they are, though each admirable in his own way. Gore masters the details; when talking about the contest, he would refer to facts and stories he'd downloaded onto his Blackberry pocket e-mail device. Bush is impatient with distracting details, just as he is with the cedar undergrowth on his ranch, which he clears with a vengeance because it distracts his view of the big picture. Gore personally managed his legal strategy and wrote his own statements on his laptop. Bush...
...over my head. In the month since the election, I have reread "War and Peace," interminable and still the greatest novel. No one ever described the fog of battle better than Tolstoy. I have lately been comforting myself with the Book of Proverbs, which I carry around in a pocket edition from Grove Press and dip into whenever I have had too much of "Hardball" or "The O'Reilly Factor...
...PILOT: All that's keeping the human element alive in an ever more relentlessly robotic info-storage world is a few square inches of warm, floppy leather in our hip pocket: the wallet. The wallet, where strangers' business cards go to be forgotten, where 10,000-lire bills from a three-year-old Italian vacation retire, where 1997 restaurant receipts and 1994 family snapshots dwell. Where it takes 10 minutes not to find what you're looking for amid the detritus stuffed over the years into that labyrinth of folds and pockets. And where, occasionally, you come across a long...