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...exceptions,” without “clear principles by which to limit them,” could turn the simple distribution system into a messy laundry list like the Core. Such a concern, however, does not account for the fact that the Report already allows exceptions via its defense of the existing expository writing and foreign language requirements. Some type of “Moral Reasoning” component must be continued along with these other two requirements. (And unquestionably, other existing mandates of the Core—such as a “Foreign Cultures?...
...bassist John Stirratt into vocal overdrive as they shout: “Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm/Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm/Something in my veins/Bloodier than blood.” This blood courses through the end of “Via Chicago,” where Tweedy and Stirratt soar out of a cacophony of raw sounds with: “Rest my head on a pillowy star and a cracked-door moon that says I haven’t gone too far,” dovetailing seamlessly with the song?...
...they were totally improvising and also I saw the Dead and Phish and they made this really long jam where they covered a Will Smith song and then David Bowie came out on stage and he killed a man in cold blood and then twenty virgins were sacrificed live via satellite! How could you ever capture that on an iPod?Here’s the thing. My sarcasm belies that I agree with you, but I still go to lots of concerts. Even though virtually all of them are disappointing and sweaty and filled with the opportunity cost incurred...
...CIAO! CIAO!? It's lunchtime in Milan, Italy, when most Milanese traditionally settle into a nice plate of risotto. But inside the Dolce & Gabbana flagship store on Via della Spiga, the mood is frantic, with shoppers young and old slapping down credit cards for the label's signature $2,900 pin-striped pantsuits and $3,500 fur-trimmed coats. It seems there are not enough salespeople to handle the traffic, so Alberto Addis, the store's visual merchandiser, is lending a hand, greeting two women who have wandered past the acres of shiny black-glass walls and Murano-glass...
Back at the Via della Spiga store, the lunchtime rush is showing no sign of tailing off. Alberto Addis is straightening a shiny alligator bag that a customer has left askew, moving an eel-skin shoe back to its right place. There is no icy sense of ?please do not touch? here; everything has been handled. ?It's always like this,? Addis says. ?Our customer, maybe she comes to buy, maybe to touch...