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Word: commandeer (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1990-1999
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There is no question that this game will determine the future of the team, and there is no doubt who will get the call to step up and take command...

Author: By Rebecca A. Blaeser, | Title: CRUNCH TIME | 10/29/1997 | See Source »

...penance, responsibility and religion, I cannot help feeling that this "boys' club" is merely a smoke screen for an effort to gain dangerous power over others. What would happen if these men kept their promises of love, respect and commitment toward loved ones without the burden of being "in command"? I find it frightening, yet sad, that they cannot separate love from power. JANIS BABCOCK Danville, Calif...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Letters: Oct. 27, 1997 | 10/27/1997 | See Source »

...WEEK BEGAN with a bang and ended with a bear. The explosion was the sound of the Justice Department?s first salvo against Microsoft?s mighty monopoly. As Janet Reno and her trusty second-in-command Joel Klein stormed the ramparts of Redmond in search of the secrets of Internet Explorer 4, their mightiest weapon was the threat of a million-dollar-a-day fine if Bill Gates didn?t play nice...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: TIME's Weekend Review | 10/25/1997 | See Source »

...true triumph of Please Do Not Disturb. It incorporates the same mega bass of "Give Me Some Of That" but melds it seamlessly with an achingly beautiful pop refrain. Starting out as neogrunge, the song quickly shifts to minimalist slow-core hooks for the verse. When Juliana commands early on to "Get off of me!", it sounds pretty imposing. Suddenly, though, the song shifts gears; as the chorus approaches, the thrash elements melt away, leaving only a soaring, melodic vocal line that is not a command at all, but a poignant plea...

Author: By Jordan I. Fox, CONTRIBUTING WRITER | Title: A 22-Minute Revolution | 10/17/1997 | See Source »

...plot is hardly a consolation when the scenes on which it depends can hardly command a modicum of even vague interest from readers. True, the novel's pages bleed together, but Bleeding London is a wounded creature. A writer once said of Ezra Pound, "he is a great poet who has never written a great poem." In the world of lyric prose, Nicholson neither leads nor follows. Rather, he occupies that awkward region in between--usually above reproach, seldom awe-inspiring--where many decent writers languish in anonymity. Bleeding London is, well, bloody awful...

Author: By David B. Waller, CONTRIBUTING WRITER | Title: Hemorrhaging Novel | 10/17/1997 | See Source »

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