Word: excepts
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...legendary womanizing. Jordan's reputation as a ladies' man dates back to the 1970s, when the civil rights leader was traveling constantly and his first wife Shirley, who died in 1985, was restricted to a wheelchair by multiple sclerosis. Jordan, who remarried in 1986, does not discuss his reputation except in the most oblique terms: "I like people. I've always liked people. I like all kinds of people. And I'm not going to stop liking people...
...those weeks where the news played like bad, improbable satire (except at the core of the whole White House mess, where the novelistic verisimilitude of Lewinsky's taped conversations, their palpable high-school ickiness, lent her charges an immediate measure of credence; Clinton had better pray "the big creep" doesn't become his best-remembered epithet). In one bad satire-like coincidence, Hollywood has a not-so-bad satire in current release: Wag the Dog, in which a President is accused of ravishing a "Firefly Girl." The producers were reported to be cautiously optimistic that the White House crisis would...
...relatively) old-fashioned, closer to Giovanni Bellini than to young Titian. Drawing creates more of his pictorial structure than color does; yet he was a marvelous colorist, suave, moody at times, and capable of a mysterious lyricism that reminds you of Giorgione, his senior by only a few years. Except that the color goes to extremes: icing-green, purple, sky blue and orange, oddly predicting the dissonant colors of Mannerism...
...speed at which the Clintons have been able to turn the current crisis to their advantage has surprised everyone ? except those of us who remember New Hampshire in 1992. Then as now, there's Gennifer Flowers, there are tapes and there's a whole host of allegations that don't quite stick to Slick Willie. And it's eerie how Hillary is still able to deflect press attention with a single soundbite. Then: "I'm not some Tammy Wynette." Now: "There is a right-wing conspiracy against my husband." And faster than you can say Dick Morris, Kenneth Starr...
...Except the story doesn't end there. Late last year, to the general amazement of Austin's literary community, Lars Eighner was homeless again, living in a tent by a creek bridge not far from where he had written his famous book, eating from Dumpsters again, destitute and with few prospects. For more than two weeks, he lived there with his dog Lizbeth and the same male companion he has been with for nearly a decade. Then some of Eighner's friends rescued him, at least temporarily. For now, by the grace of those friends, the 49-year-old writer...