Word: hating
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...HATE WOMEN AND THE WOMEN WHO LOVE THEM, Forward...
...happy, of course, about snatching the Senate out from the reactionary clutches of the GOP. And well they should be. But Paul Kirk and Co. seem to have already called the caterer for another victory celebration a bit further up Pennsylvania Avenue two years hence. Much as I hate to be a party-pooper, please permit me to switch gears, mix metaphors and rain on the Democrats' victory parade...
...suggest that God was a Red Sox fan. After the most providential rain delay in recent sports history, between games six and seven of the Series, I decided that God cannot influence human actions, but still controls the weather. After the last game, I realized that He must hate the DH rule so much that He only favors the Sox within the American League. (I must, of course, now also entertain the possibility that either he doesn't exist at all or doesn't give a damn about baseball.) We are left alone with our pain...
Whack! Bam! Snipe! Antoine (Michel Blanc) and Monique (Miou-Miou) bicker like dogs in hate. The beleaguered husband and wife are about to kill each other, in front of everybody at their favorite Paris dive, when a stranger named Bob (Gerard Depardieu) joins in the fray. Changes their lives too. This pansexual thief takes the couple on his heists and woos them both before vacating the premises. He takes Monique to bed but pines indefatigably for mousy Antoine. Unashamed by his voracious sexual appetite, Bob overwhelms the poor little guy. Who could resist such declarations of ardor? They become lovers...
...born and raised in San Francisco's Chinatown are just as American as those of us raised in New York's Little Italy or South Dakota's Black Hills. Asian Americans cannot "assimilate" into the American way of life because already are American--that's why we love pizza, hate the Unions' pu-pu platter, cheer the Red Sox and boo the Mets (or vice versa). We cannot "separate" from the "mainstream" because we already have visited Disney World, attended St. Paul's Academy or the Harvard School, and cannot help but dream of B-School then Wall Street success...