Word: drunks
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...betraying relative, isolating himself from the hugely sympathetic Maria and their child--is perfectly logical, perhaps even necessary for the family and the firm's survival. It is impossible to say exactly when his stoicism becomes a perfect deadness of the soul. All we know is that one day, drunk and abandoned in a vacation villa, he savagely attempts to rape a maid. It is a measure of the film's acuity that that is not the end of Christoffer. When next we see him, he's wearing a suit and tie, entering into a loveless second marriage, allowing himself...
...thought of slurping a raw egg makes you gag, try easing your hangover with some prickly-pear fruit extract. Researchers in--where else?--New Orleans asked 55 volunteers, ages 21 to 35, to get drunk and endure a hangover for the sake of science. Half the tipplers were given an extract of the prickly-pear cactus plant before their binges; the other half were given a placebo. the following morning, people who took the cactus extract suffered significantly less from nausea, dry mouth and loss of appetite than those who got placebos. The latter group also had 40% higher blood...
...cheap accommodation drew hordes of U.S. expatriates and adventurers, including many former servicemen who had chosen never to return home. Some began living in the square, and a handful still do, making this one of the last refuges of the hard-bitten American in Asia, looking to get drunk in peace...
...said at N.Y.U.--good advice, if a double-edged bit of high-mindedness, confirming his supporters' angriest assumptions. His book and attendant commentary seem calculated to reopen old wounds. One wonders how Clinton reacted to the funeral of Ronald Reagan, another optimistic small-town son of a drunk, who served two full terms as President and was a lightning rod for the opposition. But Reagan never admitted to demons, and he was always confident about his fate. Clinton professes not to have thought about his own funeral yet--whether he wants the riderless horse, the pomp of the National Cathedral...
...never had writer's block once I started. But I did have periods when I had to just get up and drop it--it was just too hot. I have that pretty gripping scene in the early part of the book where my stepfather was drunk and he had the gun in his hand and he shot it off, and my mother and I were standing in the hall and the bullet goes in the wall between us. I felt it all over again. It was frightening...