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Nurse Jackie is getting the jump on a TV calendar heavy with new medical shows. (Hawthorne, with Jada Pinkett Smith as a nurse, debuts on TNT on June 16.) But this black comedy is less melodramatic than your typical prime-time IV drip. Nursing, as Jackie practices it at New York City's All Saints Hospital, is hard labor: taxing drudgery that ruins your back and gets you punched out by the occasional unhinged visitor. (See pictures of ER's long run on television...
...launched her misbehaving son's drug problems by dosing him with Valium turns out to be tragic, squirm-inducing and funny: "All right, Ma, you win, I don't feel like arguin'/ I'll do it, pop and gobble it and start wobbling/ Stumble, hobble, tumble, slip, drip, then I fall in bed/ With a bottle of meds." It goes without saying that "My Mom" and "Insane" - the latter about the sexual abuse dished out by a nasty stepfather - are horrible and more graphic than they need to be, but they do feel honest. They're also fun. When Eminem...
...should still have enough water to meet its needs, provided the supply is regulated well on both national and international levels. That can include stiffer regulations against industrial pollution (plus policies that ensure dirty water is employed for nonvital uses like landscaping) and more efficient agricultural practices, such as drip irrigation, that would cut down on the enormous amount of water wasted in farming. More rational pricing of water, even in poor nations, can help reduce misuse on the farms and in the cities...
...whimsy have faded in favor of mournful strains and cooing. On “Education” Mirah sounds more jaded, and a little less fun than in the past. On “The River” she sings, “tears so thick like glue they drip and build castles slow,” a statement that describes much of the album: slow songs that drip and blend into one another. However, the castle she builds is a lovely one, and “(a)spera” is far from a disappointment. Mirah?...
...always got one eye on Famous Writer's Twitter feed, waiting for the interruption that will distract me from my own, nonfamous existence. I think I'm in danger of mistaking my connection to Famous Writer for an actual human relationship instead of what it is--a slow drip of basically trivial data that I've been using as an excuse to get out of the hard work of being alone with myself. (Read "Why Facebook Is for Old Fogies...