Word: clouding
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...couch in public—and while a writer may be willing to do just that, it is a strategy that most often simply doesn’t work,” she writes. That is because of the self-aggrandizing, whining and self-pity that often cloud the story that needs to be told. “The unsurrogated narrator has the monumental task of transforming low-level self-interest into the kind of detached empathy required of a piece of writing that is to be of value to the disinterested reader...
...differently than Janet Lapey, executive director of Concerned Citizens for Drug Prevention, did before the House Judiciary Committee in 1997: “Forty thousand young people were lured to Boston Common to hear rock music glorifying drug use and to smoke marijuana openly. There was a thick cloud of marijuana smoke over the Common, and children as young as 12 explained to reporters they were smoking marijuana because it is “a healthy medicine.” This year, it appeared that the latter of Lapey’s two lures was better bait, as bands like...
...least, we cannot say that this is a turning point, because we do not know what we are turning toward. All that we can say is that it is a moment of truth, a moment when certain things become clear, when the illusions and prejudices that cloud our gazes lift ever-so-briefly, to reveal the reality beyond...
...thwart it somehow justify Israeli attacks on Palestinians (Opinion, “Vindicating Israel’s War on Terror,” Sept. 17). We are a very vulnerable, hurt, fearful and vindictive country following the deaths of thousands of citizens. But we cannot let these emotions cloud our sense when it comes to the Israeli occupation and military actions...
While the reporter was talking, we made our way down Allen St. There, I saw a huge gray cloud rise from the far side of one of the towers. At first, I thought it was an explosion from within the building. I could not really see the second airliner hit the second tower, even though I did see the airplane for a brief second before the collision. I screamed. The taxi driver began yelling at the top of his lungs, “What is that? What was that!?” The driver took me to the southern...