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...ever since. He didn't have to worry about critics raising the question of his womanizing and the collapse of his first marriage because McCain had said flat out, as he does to this day, that these failures were his fault. He instructed his adviser Smith not to constantly harp on the Story. "He wasn't comfortable exploiting it," Smith recalls. "'Whatever you do, be tasteful,' he would say. 'I don't want to be the POW candidate. I want to be John McCain from Arizona.'" Yet he was prepared to roll out the artillery himself when he needed...
...heard this all before. People spend plenty of time talking about eating disorders and the media's impact on body image and whatnot, and I don't mean to harp on that. I only want to share my amazement at the diet-free world of a guy I know, and my ensuing amazement at my own amazement, if you see what I mean...
Gorey has said, "I was probably fully formed by the time I was 21 or 22." Indeed, his work, beginning with The Unstrung Harp of 1953, has been remarkably consistent: anachronistic, morbid and arcane from the first. Besides illustrating his books, Gorey's drawings grace countless engagement calendars and postcards, the animated opening sequence of PBS's "Mystery!" series, the covers of paperback classics published by Anchor Books in the '50s and '60s, dorm-room posters, and so on. If you do not think you have seen his work, you are probably wrong...
...single smartest move the planners of the New Hampshire debate made was to have citizens ask questions instead of journalists, who can be counted on to trot out Beltway buzzwords like "Clinton fatigue" and harp on fundraising statistics that are meaningless to most voters but have dominated primary coverage nonetheless. We're hopeful that these can be debates of substance and ideas, not of image and spin...
...lost love, came out as women who knew the value and pain of an honest day's labor. All too ready to dismiss this as another whine-fest on my way in, I instead was caught up with the crowd in wildly applauding the willowy Dee Carstensen strumming her harp siren-style and wailing in a thin voice reminiscent of Sixpence None the Richer. But these women were no naifs. Cheryl Wheeler's crystal clear voice whispered and cried up and down the scales and gave slightly melodramatic lines like, "don't wonder why you left/wonder why you stayed...