Word: candor
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...autobiography occurs in a different dimension, a different part of the mind, and, quite literally, in a different region of time. While autobiography demands artifice, it also requires introspection and an order of a ruthless candor. What would Franklin Roosevelt's autobiography have been like? Dodgey piffle, perhaps. King and poet have different roles to play...
...arena of scandal, a way of elegantly dancing off from the punch, while at the same time seeming to absorb the punch, to defy the punch. If we paid your exorbitant price for this memoir, you would just do the rope-a-dope again - the brief illusion of candor, the dignified drawing of the curtain, the ambient vapor of self-pity, the appeal to higher, more important issues at play, then long expanses of intricate policy wonkery punctuated by outbursts of humanitarian rhetoric....If we allowed you to flim-flam us into this contract, you'd pull the same stunt...
...trying to bring pleasure and even style back to flying. JetBlue is low-price and all-coach, like Southwest Airlines, yet hip and sassy, like Virgin Atlantic. In the air, JetBlue offers the plush seats and satellite TV; on the ground, it offers hyperefficiency and--are you ready?--candor about delays. You could call it the antiairline...
Katharine Graham told the story of her life so well and with such raw candor in her 1997 autobiography, the Pulitzer-prizewinning Personal History, that retelling it here seems redundant. It was the tale of a fretful rich girl who married the dazzlingly brilliant Philip Graham. It was her father who owned the Washington Post, but her husband was given majority control of the paper on the theory that no man should ever work for his wife. When she found the manic-depressive Graham dead of a gunshot wound in the bathroom of their country house in 1963, this "doormat...
...harsh. That particular situation turned out just fine; my new acquaintance oohed and aahed as I discussed thread count, laughed as I dismissed cotton-polyester blends and smiled politely as I explained the constitution of a Sateen weave. I can only imagine how much she appreciated my candor about the beauty of lavender jacquard. And as for the job itself, it neither promises nor delivers the slightest bit of glamour, but it sure beats the great majority of ways I could be spending my summer...