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Harvard captain Dominic Moore finally broke the ice for the Crimson, off a turnover deep in the Big Red zone and a point-blank shot that found the back of the net. With few exceptions, Harvard’s early shots were from the outside as Cornell defenders kept the center of the ice clear of traffic. As time wore on and none of their perimeter shots met with success, the Crimson forwards began maneuvering with the puck as close to the net as possible before shooting...
...deliverance,” expunging “Hitler’s infected fingers from the surface of the earth.” What makes this situation different is that religion for Bush is not so much a metaphor, as it was for Churchill, but a blank check that sanctions war. If Saddam is evil, then there can be no grounds for compromise; as The Atlantic Monthly’s Jack Beatty puts it, “against evil, all means are sanctified.” Boiled down to religious truisms and moral absolutes, the rhetoric of war invites blind...
...Miles Rind’s Onegin falls far short. In contrast to Lynch, his sound is completely horizontal, making his changes of register barely noticeable. Moreover, his acting skills are unsuited to his role; he switches between only two facial expressions: a blank look of nonchalance and a mean scowl. The role is more complex than Rind represents and the lead vocal part requires considerably more tonal and dynamic variation...
...much a yarn as a boiled leather strap, "Nightmare Alley" (Fantagraphics Books; 134 pp.; $14.95) tells the story of Stanton Carlisle, who we first meet as an ambitious assistant to a phony medium on the traveling midway. As drawn by Spain, Stanton has the good looks and blank expression of a department store mannequin, and the same sense of morals. Coldy ambitious and hotly lustful, he learns the medium's secrets and begins a "two-a-day" mentalist vaudeville act with Molly, a virginal looker with a thing for daddy. Never satisfied, Stanton tricks up a house and puts...
...career at Harvard is winding down. I only have one more semester left with which to make any sort of impact here or to have the truth machine bless me with some veritas. This endpaper is just the opportunity I am looking for. A blank palate to express my most profound thoughts on whatever topic I might possibly want. But blank sheets of paper make me nervous. Because they represent infinite possibilities. Too much freedom is almost too much pressure. It’s kind of like life. If life was like your second grade teacher told...