Word: fines
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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Such numbers make some people nervous. "If they say they're just trying to win hearts for Jesus, fine," says Chip Berlet of the left-of-center group Political Research Associates. "But given their history, I'm looking for the other shoe to drop." He cites The Rebirth of America, a 1986 book published by the foundation and edited by DeMoss daughter Nancy Leigh DeMoss that lists the gay-rights movement, abortion and "our humanistic, secular public school system" as proof that "Americans have lost their way in part because they do not know their own Christian heritage." Given that...
...distinct impression of being stuck in the middle of a high-minded schoolyard row. Both sides talk about the gangs they're forming to find common ground in the messaging industry, and if the other guy wants to come over and join our gang, well, that's fine with us. (For the record, AOL has hooked up with Apple, Sun, Novell and Real Networks; Microsoft's gang of strange bedfellows includes Excite, Infoseek, PeopleLink, AT&T, Yahoo and Prodigy...
Each of our heroes has a tiny, not very useful skill. Mr. Furious (Ben Stiller) works himself into a fine rage. The Blue Rajah (Hank Azaria) flings silverware. And the Shoveler (William H. Macy)--as he says, "I shovel well. I shovel very well." While glitzy Captain Amazing (Greg Kinnear) routinely saves Champion City with his bravado and big ego, the Mystery Men must scrounge to find the perils they believe they were born to overcome...
...relative failure: The arm that I lifted with so much promise would drop quickly back to my side, the victim of what appeared to be an occupied taxi coming near. As the cab whizzed by, I saw that it was indeed empty, my lack of confidence punishable with a fine of a few minutes standing unnecessarily in the smothering D.C. heat...
...relative failure: The arm that I lifted with so much promise would drop quickly back to my side, the victim of what appeared to be an occupied taxi coming near. As the cab whizzed by, I saw that it was indeed empty, my lack of confidence punishable with a fine of a few minutes standing unnecessarily in the smothering D.C. heat...