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...criminal into revealing his hidey-hole. It's almost as if the author were ascertaining the location of the soul in order to negotiate with it a treaty of interpersonal alliance--the frantic "Is it here?" expressing the desperation of the fellow human sufferer, victim of the everlasting hell that is loneliness, aching for friendship...
...derives from ethical or practical or sociological or medical considerations. But should someone stand up and oppose abortion for reasons of faith, he is accused of trying to impose his religious beliefs on others. Call on Timothy Leary or Chairman Mao, fine. Call on St. Paul, and all hell breaks loose...
Cacheris can play hardball, but he wraps his barbs in gentlemanly tones. "He can tell you to go to hell in such a way that you look forward to the trip," says John Moscow of the Manhattan district attorney's office. Like all good lawyers, Cacheris knows that in many cases, a deal beats a court fight hands down. Beneficiaries of his bargaining skills include Fawn Hall, the former secretary to Oliver North who won immunity in exchange for testimony, and Ames, who faced a possible death sentence until Cacheris secured a life-in-prison plea bargain. But Cacheris...
Lisa, when not condemning Bart and all his works (she once called him "the devil's cabana boy"), tries to explain him. "That little hell-raiser," she recently ranted, "is the spawn of every shrieking commercial, every brain-rotting soda pop, every teacher who cares less about young minds than about cashing their big, fat paychecks. No, Bart is not to blame. You can't create a monster and then whine when he stomps on a few buildings." Nice try, Lisa, but not quite. He's not Bartzilla. The kid knows right from wrong; he just likes wrong better...
Everything else fell into place, and apart. The no-sweat crooner singing someone else's tune disappeared. Now, thanks to Bob Dylan, everyone was a singer-songwriter, a bleedin' artiste, with a go-to-hell-or-watch-me-writhe-there attitude. Formality gave way to the tyranny of the casual. Billionaire entrepreneurs dressed like the nerds in the family garage they always were...