Word: bitterness
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...Vegas has a slightly tinny feel, a bitter metallic tang that stems partially from the heat, partially from the over-oxygenated air, and partially from the constant assault of temptation. Gamble, drink, dance, ogle - if it seems even slightly lascivious, there's an ad for it on some flat surface somewhere and, of course, a place to engage in it not too far away. But today at the Riviera Hotel and Casino, most of the available laps are occupied by computers, not dancers, and I hear someone mention drugs exactly once, and even then it is followed by the word...
...were fundamentally different from the Republican tradition of fiscal conservatism and increased defense spending. Carter’s defeat represents a setback for the Democratic Party in the short run, certainly, and Reagan’s election presents troubling prospects for the next four years. But 1980 offers, with bitter finality, a vital lesson for Democratic leaders as the party regroups for the next decade: that for the Democratic Party to get out its voters and mobilize its power, it must take Democratic stands and nominate Democratic candidates. For future reference, this means that the party’s presidential...
...always aware of the class difference, but I never made it a bitter issue that my friends had a lot more money,” she says. “It was actually a pretty leisurely experience...
...something. I will not refuse to do the something that I can do.” You are a proud Harvard alum, and you are giving back right now because of your gratitude for the school and the principle of reciprocity.Alum, you have either fond or bitter feelings toward Harvard. If you are of the former sort, please channel your positive energy into action. Ask not what Harvard can do for you, but what you can do for Harvard right now. If you are of the latter sort, I challenge you to ask yourself two things: Why do I possess...
...only serve as a reminder of the shortcomings of the education here. So often in my four years at Harvard, I’ve walked through the Yard, absorbing the crisp sights and sounds of this academic playground with more than my fair share of cynicism and disdain. Bitter, acerbic, jaded, I would sweep my eyes from brick to branch disappointed and disaffected with certain elements of my education. “This is the best school in the world?” I would think after a Shakespeare section with a foreign teaching fellow who had hardly mastered conversational...