Word: caste
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...affidavits taken by Bennett, two former friends of Jones'--who claim to have been privy to the most intimate details of her life--cast doubt on her story. One says that far from being horrified by her encounter with Clinton, Jones was filled with "bubbly enthusiasm." The other, a former receptionist for the Governor, says Jones hung around the office hoping to see Clinton. Trooper Ferguson claims Jones gave him her home phone number to give to Clinton. (Jones denies these accounts...
...President's statements and used his image for commercial purposes. A Warner Brothers spokeswoman says the company wants Clinton to see the film before passing judgment. The more disturbing news, of course, is that Zemeckis didn't have to ask Clinton to play a part in order to cast him using existing footage. The President of the United States gives such bland speeches that with a few snips they can just as easily be about national security, human cloning, the ongoing budget talks or a message from an alien civilization...
...criminal record. Papa Bear's job: to troll the New Orleans ghettos in search of "witnesses" to the fraud that supposedly delivered Landrieu her victory. Of the six such people interviewed by FBI agents, three said they were given money by Miller in exchange for pretending that they had cast multiple Landrieu ballots or driven vans of illegal voters around town. The others told such inconsistent tales--one said she spent Election Day so high on cocaine she could barely walk--that agents deemed them unreliable...
...that it would be useful (and fun) to travel across the country listening to what was really on people's minds. Thus was born our "Backbone of America" project. We decided to take old U.S. Highway 50, which runs right through the center of the country. With a revolving cast of writers, editors and photographers (coordinated by special-projects editor Barrett Seaman), we visited factories and shops, ate at local cafes and in people's homes, joined in town meetings, played in pool halls and on gambling boats, and stopped our Greyhound at whatever struck our fancy...
Perils lurk for the male thriller writer giddy enough to cast a woman as the hero of a biff-bam adventure series. Just how hard can she bop the bad guys without coming off as an ape in drag? And how much can she fiddle with makeup or fret over runny panty hose before a reader of either sex decides that yeah, yeah, too much verisimilitude is unreal...