Word: bunkerisms
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...MOVIES ARE TODAY'S WAR MOVIES. In real life, a driver is the lone G.I. in enemy territory, and his car is his trusty tank. But that driver feels more like a doughboy stuck in a bunker. The traffic won't budge; his car can't fly over the ones in front of him or scoot under a 24-wheeler. In movies, says Donald De Line, producer of The Italian Job, "we get to watch these characters get up on sidewalks and beat traffic and go down staircases. When it works, a movie car chase is a satisfying experience...
Klein was right on the money about Bush's bunker mentality and diminished presence. At an embarrassing Camp David press conference, British Prime Minister Tony Blair was forced to explain postwar complexities with the graceful fluency that is perhaps his last remaining virtue, while the leader of the free world, America's President, strutted and bullied his questioners like a war-movie tough guy. Many of us who didn't vote for Bush hoped he would grow into his job. Too bad it hasn't happened. A. RICHARD IMMEL Moraga, Calif...
...Russia's antiwar president Vladimir Putin appeared to be enjoying Blair's predicament during a joint press conference, Wednesday, sarcastically suggesting that Saddam may be hiding in a bunker filled with weapons of mass destruction, waiting to blow up all of Iraq, and that such weapons would have to be accounted for before Russia could agree to the lifting of UN sanctions. Blair stoically insisted that evidence of the banned weapons would emerge...
...golfer knows and as Klein was soon to be reminded, that which the golf Gods giveth they can also taketh away. Knocking his drive behind a tree on the 10th, leaving a bunker shot on the 11th still in the bunker, airmailing the green on the 12th and three-putting the 13th green, Klein saw his visions of Ivy League glory dissolve shot by grimacing shot...
...imagine those who might have perpetrated that first reported crime aren’t cowering in a bunker somewhere, contrite and fearful of being found out by an angry mob. They might even be amused that after all the hullabaloo they’ve caused around here, we still haven’t learned how to talk to one another. For while we were busy feeling self-righteous, we let them—and a good deal of our intellectual honesty—slip away...