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...Venable rubs her ring-covered hands over Dr. Sugar’s chest while blabbering about sea turtles, his face has a look of absolute discomfort, shock, and horror. Dr. Sugar’s look pretty much encapsulates the Harvard-Radcliffe Dramatic Club’s production of Tennessee Williams’s “Suddenly Last Summer,” which will run in the Loeb Ex through Nov. 15. Director Jason R. Vartikar-McCullough ’11 takes an already disturbing play to the extreme, bizarre realm of a comedic horror show. “Suddenly...
...heavenly hurricane, against which they were helpless and powerless and pliant.Gently, she sunk to her knees in the burbling water, drawing Frederick down with her. “Let me wash you clean,” she told him. She started rubbing his hairless chest worshipfully. Frederick allowed the housemaid to take him into her arms. She held him, stroking his body as if he were an enormous child. Frederick whimpered and cooed. “Kiss me with the kisses of your mouth,” he moaned at last and Roxanna bent down and pressed her lips innocently...
...longest, most grueling campaigns in modern political history, Barack Obama became the 44th President-elect of the United States, and its first African-American commander in chief. He had mobilized a staff of organizers and volunteers that numbered in the millions, and amassed a war chest of some $700 million. Now, however, the tough work begins. Between today and his inauguration on Jan. 20, 2009, Obama must pick his advisers, organize a staff, appoint his cabinet and learn how to operate the countless levers of control that come with the highest office in the land - everything from getting briefed...
...seeds in his palm. “Pumpkins,” he said, almost crooning. “The soil is fertile here. They shall swell round and flourish. Soon they will look like...” He trailed off, making circles in the air in front of his chest. He watched Roxanna as though he were waiting for something. But she could not turn her gaze from the patch of garden that she had so carefully cultivated throughout the summer. Pumpkins. Pumpkins. Those lewd gourds! Oh, her sweet petunias! Alas, her darling rosebush! The almost indecently large seeds...
That night made the next morning seem all the more terrible. When I learned that Peter Cai, a student I had never met, had passed away, it sent me reeling. I felt a reflexive clench in my chest and I suddenly wanted to hold everyone around me to keep them safe. In that one instant, I felt a lot of things for which there are no words. How do you put into words the fact that you’re sorry for all the times you were petty, every time you were sullen, and every minute that passed...