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...teenager by picking up butts from the street during the Depression," organized a local event called "D-Day," or "Don't Smoke Day," in 1976. The next year, the California chapter of the American Cancer Society sponsored a similar event, and by 1977, the Great American Smokeout was born. In subsequent years, the Smokeout has encouraged millions of Americans to set aside their packs and cartons, if only for one brief, breathable day. (See pictures of vintage cigarette advertisements...
...leader to touch our hearts the way that King and Kennedy did. Obama has galvanized the American electorate by reminding us who we really are as a people, by touching our hearts with hope, by stirring our imaginations with ideas of a better tomorrow. I feel America is new-born and confident; that we can truly step unfettered into the new millennium and a universe of possibilities. Pushpa Vavilikolanu, Elmhurst, Illinois...
...real step forward for our multiracial democracy. But heaven protect him from Gibbs and the rest of the over-the-top hallelujah chorus. America's vote will "save it"? I must have missed news of its approaching death. Obama is a "radical departure" from presidents who "were born into power or bred to it"? I guess TIME doesn't remember where Bill Clinton, or Ronald Reagan, or Abraham Lincoln came from. And now Obama's a "prince"? Maybe you should tone it down. Let Obama do his job, and you do yours. You know, report the news - not your...
Where can you go on campus to listen to “My Sharona,” “Jesse’s Girl,” and “Born to Run” all in a row? Where can you whip out that Ginger Spice costume you were too pre-pubescent to pull off during the actual Spice Girl heyday? Where can you watch resident tutors awkwardly pretend that you didn’t spend the last two hours pre-gaming as you trip over your Converse sneakers onto the dance floor? That?...
...physically repulsed. Stunned, she didn’t speak for a few minutes. Instead she stared at me in befuddled rage. “An average kinda guy…Good Midwestern stock?!” she finally yelled, repeating my self-declarations. “You were born in San Francisco. Your fucking favorite book is ‘Ulysses.’ You are not average Joe.” In my defense, I never lied in my audition tape. I did exaggerate my Midwestern “As” and Jewishisms?...