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...argument might have remained all in the family had Rebozo--the chicken plucker and Pan Am steward who made a fortune in South Florida real estate--not left 65% of his $27 million estate to the library, with the proviso that it be used "in accordance with the specific directions of Julie Nixon Eisenhower [and] Tricia N. Cox." The lawsuit, which was filed at Julie's and Taylor's insistence, was necessary, says their attorney, Bob Landon, because until the sisters can agree on how Bebe's money is to be spent, it stays tied up in probate. Landon says...
...riche at the top of this corrupt society can easily afford his $45 systems to protect their new Nissans and Protons. But Karim cannot feed his family of four on his meager monthly food ration. His earnings at the shop let him buy a little meat, a bit of chicken, to supplement the basics. When I ask him if anyone avoids the birthday parade, he looks at me as if I were daft. Anyone in Baghdad who has a job and wants to keep it shows up at the local parade and eats Saddam birthday cake...
...argument might have remained all in the family had Rebozo - the chicken plucker and Pan Am steward who made a fortune in South Florida real estate - not left 65% of his $27 million estate to the library, with the proviso that it be used "in accordance with the specific directions of Julie Nixon Eisenhower [and] Tricia N. Cox." The lawsuit, which was filed at Julie's and Taylor's insistence, was necessary, says their attorney, Bob Landon, because until the sisters can agree on how Bebe's money is to be spent, it stays tied up in probate. Landon says...
...this, and they use it to great effect. Rappers are no exception. Nappy Roots, a six-man crew from Bowling Green, Ky., is the latest to make being from the South not just a fact in its bio but an agenda. To be fair, its major-label debut, Watermelon, Chicken & Gritz (last week's biggest gainer on the Billboard Top 200 chart), shows none of the crass preoccupation with pimping and cash that dominates rap from the coasts. On the laid-back Po' Folks, the guys rhyme through thick drawls, "All my life been po'/But it really...
...that's enlightened to swim in." Cee-lo sounds a lot like Al Green, and so do his songs, full of complicated themes, big grooves and deep, honey-dipped soul. Even when he seems to be singing about, well, poultry, as on the supremely funky El Dorado Sunrise (Super Chicken), it feels vaguely religious. As a producer, Cee-lo orchestrates a humid symphony of rap, rock, gospel, horns and African rhythms to go with his wordplay. No album in recent memory--Yankee or Dixie--has taken so much joy in simply making music...