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Unfortunately, it's one thing to observe human behavior--count the crime reports and the teen births and the diplomas awarded and so on--but quite another to explain it. Popular science and the best-seller lists skip eagerly from one theory to the next, lingering with delight on the most provocative if not always the most plausible. A recent paper suggested that falling crime rates can be explained almost entirely by reduced lead exposure in childhood. Which was odd, because last year economist Steven Levitt's best seller Freakonomics chalked up the improvement to legalized abortion, which, he theorized...
...olds, all of whom sang and one of whom played guitar. The first number, heavy on the screaming and vicious guitar riffs, reminiscent of the early Ramones. But as the second song, and third, fourth, and so on sounded the same, the crowd’s mood shifted from delight to confusion...
...first lady, Lady Bird created a legacy through her passion for what the press called "beautification" and the legislation it produced. She had the billboards and junk yards banished from the federal highway rights-of-way; and she inspired the carpets of daffodils and tulips that delight tourists who come to the nation's capital. She was more than a gardener. She was one of the first true environmentalists of our times. Even LBJ liked the idea, complaining proudly one day that he had a hell of a time taking a nap because Lady Bird and Laurence Rockefeller...
That’s why only the interns drink Power Horse; the regular writers don’t touch it and marvel that we’re still alive. They understand what we don’t; Power Horse is addictive. Yet they still delight in the corruption of our youth, watching us travel the road to self-destruction. While I’ve kicked the Power Horse habit, I still occasionally crack open a can at lunch; it goes well with my sandwich. Candace I. Munroe ’10 is a Crimson arts editor in Adams House...
...Kill Me is no big deal of a movie either. It's small scale, low budget and not straining for big yuks. On the other hand, it's an unprepossessing delight, especially after Frank meets Laurel (Tea Leoni). She's a salty talker and he's drawn to her by her less than grief-stricken remarks about her stepfather, as Frank prepares his body for his last rites. You may wonder what a bright, pretty young woman would see in an aging, taciturn mobster, but, hey, this is a romantic comedy of a sorts and stranger things than that have...