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...scenery-chewing potential. Burke, known to the soul-music cult as the King of Rock and Soul, once held every note as if it were his last, and on his mid-career albums you might have believed it to be yours too. At 65, he has lost a little breath but gained restraint, and Nashville, Burke's album of country covers (out Sept. 26) finds him undersinging and inhabiting songs (Tom T. Hall's That's How I Got to Memphis, Patty Griffin's Up the Mountain) in ways he never did at his vocal peak. The aging musician doing...
...vain—that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom—and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth.” I am well aware it was a cliché, but my breath still caught in my throat. Afterwards, my friends and I strolled across the street to the National Cemetery. It was hot and we walked slowly, trying to poach some information from the group ahead of us that had shelled out $45 for a guide. We snapped photos of the gaudy...
...drivers in the bush-especially those at the wheels of big trucks, which are the most murderous-to change their attitude: stay alert, slow down on single-lane highways, try not to drive when animal activity peaks at dawn and dusk. But Ramp's not holding his breath for the revolution: "I'm afraid people don't seem to care about wildlife too much," he says. "Some even deliberately target kangaroos. It's very disappointing...
...video camera, and "followed up every bit of a clue I could find" about spiders. His discoveries about what he calls "probably the greatest predators of all"-our silent allies, he says, in the fight against insect pests-at times moved him to poetry: "the rearing plunge, one breath/ One quiver, trussed, immobile, bound in silk!/ Transfixed by spider fangs-held fast in death...
...classic “Dr. Strangelove” to 2003’s “Hulk.” But science isn’t performed by crusty, withdrawn septuagenarians wearing pocket protectors. Nor is it done by mad scientist types muttering arcane formulae under their breath. But why does much of society have that impression? Perhaps because buried deep in the collective Western psyche, there is an ingrained nervousness, an anxiety toward science. We stand in awe of science, its discoveries, its modern-day miracles that we use every day, that we couldn’t imagine living...