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...Stern merely a starting point. He is also a tireless advocate of causes, a godfather to young talent, a lobbyist, a fund raiser and a supreme power broker in the music world, albeit a rather puckish, cherubic one. "I've never been able to live in a cocoon," he says. "I have a long buttinsky nose." In Yiddish-one of the six languages he either speaks or understands -the expression is a kochleffl (a stirrer-up of the pot). Even his relaxations are strenuous. Says Leonard Bernstein: "You should play tennis with him some time. My God, the force...
...Russell describes the trial as a parody "meant for the stage," a spectacle of "ignorance." And Mr. Ezera tells us that the "trial represented a stripping of students from the cocoon of middle-class isolation" (sic) and "a rude awakening to the blatant racism inherent in the American judicial system." "During the trial," he says, "I felt as though someone were out there...
...trial represented a stripping of students from their cocoon of middle class isolation. The trial was a rude awakening to the blatant racism inherent in the American judicial system." Ezera said after he left the courtroom. He added that he was pleased with the student support...
...Ames, as the mother, Amanda Wingfield, bursts as gloriously as the jonquils that send her into raptures. Amanda is a withered Southern belle, ever unquiet about her lost life on the plantation, regaling the tressed-up, padded-bosom, stuck-smile days of her girlhood. Amanda lives in a cocoon of memories, deceiving herself about plans for the future, acting out an existence that is worse than old-fashioned--it is dead. She sparkles beautifully, like a jewelled kinetoscope, cascading through the same wistful images at the drop of a penny-word. Amanda mothers her children, Tom and Laura, with...
...Ross's canon as solid began to change several years ago, when the psychiatrist raised eyebrows by concluding that death is not so final, after all. "When people die," Kübler-Ross declared, "they very simply shed their body, much as a butterfly comes out of its cocoon." Her growing conviction that the living could communicate with the dead led her to dabble in spiritualism at her retreat north of San Diego. Now Kübler-Ross, who refers to herself as an "immortal visionary and modern cartographer of the River Styx," has apparently lost any remaining credibility...