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Reasonable people who see the world as it exists—and not those whose vision is narrowed by ideological blinders—do not attempt to fit every political event into a predetermined theoretical framework. When considering issues—such as partial-birth abortion—only ideologues are content to dispense with the facts, for, as Rousseau famously summarized, they do not affect the question...
...listen he'll tell you his secret: alcohol. "I enjoy drinking," says Okamura, who still has the posture of the middle school principal he once was. "Shochu, whatever. If it's alcoholic, I'll drink it." It appears to be working: At 90, the bantam-sized Okamura is still fit for his age and trim everywhere but in the ear lobes. While the other residents in the Yairo-en Special Nursing Home's gleaming rec room watch high-school baseball on TV, Okamura passes the time playing piano, pausing only to pose for a photo. "I look good," he says...
...Valenti, who died Thursday at 85 from complications of a stroke, seemed a good fit for that antique era. A hardscrabble Texas kid who at 14 had worked as "an usher in a second-run theater in Houston called the Iris," he flew 51 combat missions for the Air Force in World War II, got a Harvard M.B.A. on the GI Bill and hooked up with a back-home politician named Lyndon Johnson. Valenti was the Vice President's press rep on a trip to Dallas in November 1963 and stood next to him on the flight back to Washington...
...airport’s moving sidewalk, having just begun to bop along to the beat of her own song. As the tempo picks up, she loses her inhibitions and breaks into a strut. The strut becomes a trot, then a gallop that she maintains only until she sees fit to fully break into dance. Her name’s Feist (Leslie Feist, to be exact); and you’re sure to fall in love with...
...measuring his receding hairline in inches. They’ve all got their idiosyncrasies and personal issues, but according to the movie, they can miraculously transform and produce beautiful a cappella harmonies to escape their worries. Sadly, the dubbing of studio-recorded a cappella just doesn’t fit with the footage of a group of rusty thirty-somethings practicing in the woods. It’s as if an Opportunes recording were played over a video of a First-Year Outdoor Program excursion—the two just don’t jive. Most of the guys obsess...