Word: banalized
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Dates: during 2000-2009
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...course, I don’t speak the language, and every stilted conversation I’ve had over such meals makes the deficiency obvious. All my relatives speak English, but socially, I fail to get jokes and tend to fall silent amid idle chatter. I also find otherwise banal things overly amusing: that “super-sizing” your meal at McDonald’s is called “going big-time,” for example (and strictly biologically speaking, I begin to perspire on cue the second I leave any air-conditioned room...
...league as Kim Jong Il's gulag. But it's bad enough, and as Mahbubani points out, it has weakened the moral authority that the U.S. had at the end of the cold war. Alas, his brief chapter on what the U.S. can do about this flirts with the banal ("promote greater respect for international law"). Which means the ultimate message of the book is clear if, for Americans, depressing: in places like Guant?namo, the U.S. frittered away much of the world's trust in a painfully short period of time. It will likely take a lot longer...
Satellite radio clearly has momentum, but broadcast, or terrestrial, radio still owns most of the market. Local radio may be clogged with ads and promos, banal chatter and the same 200 songs spun ad nauseam, but almost everyone tunes in at some point during the week, according to ratings firm Arbitron. Viacom recently wrote down the value of its Infinity radio business by $10.9 billion, but terrestrial radio still hauls in around $20 billion a year in revenues, mainly from local advertisers like car dealers and banks, rendering it an important marketing tool and generator of free cash flow. Sirius...
Victoria Hoffer, a graduate of McGill and Yale Universities, found dating after her 1995 divorce to be excruciatingly banal...
...looked rather like a businessman in a hurry, clad in a tan trench coat and bounding up the stairs of the plane. As he neared the top, he turned and gave a wide wave, as if bidding farewell to friends. Though his behavior seemed unexceptional, even banal, that was no ordinary traveler boarding the Aeroflot jet at Dulles Airport last week. He was Vitaly Yurchenko, the Soviet KGB agent who had disappeared from a Rome street one sunny day last summer and turned up several weeks later as a defector in CIA hands. Identified initially as the fifth-highest official...