Word: behinds
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...Kennedy is to lead two lives--the official one the family seeks with bright idealism and ruthless ambition, and the private one it tries to preserve behind the hedges of a seaside estate. But to be a Kennedy is also to understand how those two worlds can reinforce each other. Camelot stands not just for the elegant touches of the Kennedy presidency--an exhortation at the Berlin Wall, a journey into the hollows of Appalachia--but also for the carefully selected moments of the family at play. John F. Kennedy Jr. was urban royalty with a public conscience, a black...
Last week, when he again stepped up to a pulpit, this time to eulogize his nephew behind the closed doors of the Church of St. Thomas More in New York City, we could not hear the quiver in his voice. And we didn't have to. It was there in the practiced cadences, the defiant wit, the stubborn Catholicism that insists on seeing all the way to the gates of heaven. "He and his bride have gone to be with his mother and father, where there will never be an end to love," Kennedy said. And he promised that this...
...generation orchestrated the death rituals. Now the old Senator was going to let Caroline, a member of the new generation, take charge. There were terrible decisions to be made, but not before Uncle Ted shot baskets with Caroline's kids until they could be heard squealing with delight behind the hedge...
Well, if you can't be with the one you love, humiliate the one you're with--that's the spirit behind two raunchy anti-dating games, MTV's The Blame Game (weekdays, 2:30 p.m. E.T.); and the syndicated Change of Heart. On Blame, a court-show parody (its slogan: "Love. Heartbreak. Justice.") aggrieved partners "sue" each other before a hooting audience of their peers. Change fixes up each half of a troubled duo on a blind date, then has them taunt each other about their nights of wine and sweet talk ("He liked that I wasn't wearing...
...quintessential Dreamcast game. The visuals are 3-Delicious--Sonic's footprints appear in the sand as he zooms by, while the sun glints in the lens just as it should. But dismal attempts at midair loop-the-loops left me cursing at controls that always seemed a step behind the speedy blue hedgehog. Perhaps my synapses simply don't fire fast enough...