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...Save the Children ties and scarves, which turned up around the weathered necks of such old Democratic bulls as Sam Gibbons and John Dingell. When the debate grew particularly rowdy, the normally soft-spoken Gibbons shouted at the Republicans, "You all sit down and shut up." Later, facing a chorus of boos, Gibbons added, "Boo if you want to. Make asses of yourselves." In an astonishing display of party unity, not a single Democrat defected from the party's very moderate substitute bill...
Clark, baited by the legions of Agee detractors and alarmed by the worsening financial condition of the company, then took control of the succession effort. By the time the board met in San Francisco on Feb. 9, MK's lenders had joined the chorus calling for Agee's ouster. Only one director, Chicago fund manager John Rogers, voted in Agee's favor...
...across the border from Kuwait. At home, the White House fought GOP calls to consider a military rescue mission if Iraq does not release the men. Sunday, presidential candidate Sen. Richard Lugar (R-Ind.) said President Clinton should publicly weigh military options, while House Speaker Newt Gingrich joined the chorus today: "We want this nonsense to stop." White House spokesman Mike McCurry, who dismissed Lugar's statements as campaign posturing, said the Administration would pursue a diplomatic solution. But he wouldn't rule out force...
...there is the shuddering impact of steel meeting solid, razor-sharp ice. Then the music emerges as if from a watery grave, half heard and half perceived, a stately, contemplative hymn solemnly intoned by a string sextet. A brass choir picks up fragments of the tune, while a boys' chorus adds a heavenly descant of Kyrie Eleison. From time to time, scraps of sound emerge from the wreckage-buckling bulkheads, rushing water, disembodied voices of the survivors, alarm horns honking futilely across the cold North Atlantic-but as the great ship settles beneath the waves, the music continues...
Incongruous ensembles dot the score. A whole chorus of Portuguese townspeople interrupts an inquisition with "What a day for an autoda-fe." The cast collectively bemoans their lot with unfortunately appropriate words--"What's the use"--to the strains of Venetain-style organ grinding that would have made even Sir Arthur Sullivan shudder...