Word: bullhorns
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...perfect photo-op has flopped. Engineered by the most image-conscious White House in history, the carrier landing portrayed Bush as master and commander, an ideal bookend to his spontaneous performance with a bullhorn in the rubble of the World Trade Center after 9/11. Instead, the hothouse tableau already sharply at odds with the reality in Iraq did even more damage to White House credibility last week. Asked at a news conference whether the "Mission Accomplished" banner had been prematurely boastful, the president backed away from it, saying it had been put up by the sailors and airmen...
During the ceremony, Graham and about 50 others jumped onto the stage and remained there for 20 minutes. Graham says she took the microphone from University President Nathan M. Pusey ’28, and when the sound was cut off, she switched to a bullhorn instead...
...neighbor for the first time when we stop to deliver some water. One woman who had lived in Manhattan for 40 years saw the Big Dipper for the first time. You could see Mars hanging over midtown. Outside a Tribeca bar, a patrol car cruising by turned on the bullhorn: "Attention! Make sure you drink your beer before it gets warm." There turn out to be some things you can see only when the lights...
When JACK NICHOLSON addressed striking French actors who interrupted his film shoot in Paris last week, he might have been overcome by feelings of labor solidarity from playing Jimmy Hoffa in a 1992 biopic. Standing on a bridge over the Seine, Nicholson grabbed a bullhorn and tried to persuade strikers to allow work on his untitled romantic comedy to proceed. But after listening to his comrades' complaints, the star shouted in broken French, "The struggle continues!" Nicholson was both diplomatic and prophetic. Two days later France's two most popular summer arts festivals were cancelled because of the strike...
...Egypt—Cairo has not met my wildest imaginations. My “Erol of Arabia” dreams of racing across the desert on a black Arabian horse, scimitar in hand, screaming, wearing a kafiyya, then arriving in Cairo, making a cameo at a local protest, with bullhorn in my other hand, burning a few flags and finally sheesha-smoking the night away has not been realized. Instead, I unglamorously touched down in an airplane, took a cab to my bare hostel room and have spent most nights studying Arabic. I have not been on a horse...