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This summer, the outlandishly successful television phenomenon known as Survivor captured the attention of an audience who did not want to watch reruns of Dawson's Creek having seen every episode during the school year and cannot understand how the contestants on Who Wants To Be a Millionaire? know the answers to all those difficult questions...
...welcoming canopy, children's handprints in the concrete, and a tractor-tire swing. And on a nearby farm in Sawyerville, it built Yancey Chapel. The church rests on a ridge in the woods and is made from discarded tires and old timber as well as slate dredged from a creek. All the materials are humble, yet Yancey is anything but pedestrian. With a font whose water trickles through the sanctuary, clerestory openings to the sky and an upward-sweeping roof cupped like hands set in prayer, the chapel is a sublime embodiment of worship...
...stopped should have their motives questioned. Their protest is nothing but the mindless hand waving of Luddites. Do they want the poor who live in Asia and elsewhere to starve? People must not succumb to the thinly veiled racism of so-called environmental activists. HOWARD R. OLSON Walnut Creek, Calif...
...Autopsy should end up in this semantic bind. Yet you can forgive American High (Wednesdays, 9 p.m. E.T.) the creative phrasing: What is high school if not Survivor with diplomas? Besides, this reality series/teen show is a thousand times realer, factually and emotionally, than Big Brother and Dawson's Creek put together. That's partly because Cutler, who produced The War Room and directed A Perfect Candidate, let the kids film their own "video diaries" and partly because the show's MTV-meets-PBS kineticism captures the confused rush of adolescent emotion--stoked by love, self-discovery, coming out, breaking...
...Britney Spears is not going to marry that young man from 'N Sync after all. So I have nothing to do but watch the egrets stand guard at the edge of the marshes, and stare dumbly at the strips of current that flow like gun-gray paint from the creek to the bay. Did you ever see such a day? Did you ever taste such tomatoes! Did you ever hear the one about the minister, the priest and the rabbi? (Why is it that ministers, priests and rabbis get together only in jokes?) Did you ever get that chin tuck...