Word: honors
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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Arguably the world's most coveted honor, the Nobel has come to many Harvard faculties and graduates; but rarely has a single class--and a wartime class at that--been so prolific...
...while widely seen as the right move, is unlikely to gain him many points for decisiveness since he waffled for months on the issue before doubling back on his campaign position. Public support for his performance abroad has plummeted since January, and Clinton hopes a high-profile trip to honor the World War II generation will help explain his policies in the post- cold war era. "He needs a lift," said an official, and foreign trips always give him a lift. Last year's visits to Tokyo and Vancouver, for example, as well as this year's trip to Russia...
...Pulp Fiction. This 2 1/2-hour tapestry weaves four tales into a meditation about tough guys with too much or too little time on their hands. What do you talk about before a killing? (Fast food in Amsterdam.) How do you escape a fate worse than death? (With luck and honor.) How do you date your gang boss's wife? (Very carefully.) How do you remove those telltale blood stains from the backseat? (Very quickly.) Spinning delirious variations on familiar film noir conventions and pulling career-best performances from < Travolta, Willis, Thurman and especially Jackson as a Bible-spouting sociopath, Tarantino...
...McCarthy's sixth novel, All the Pretty Horses, won the National Book Award last year, journalists naturally wanted a word with the author. McCarthy possesses a lifelong habit of refusing questions, however. As a Texas lawyer buddy says, "He solicits publicity like a man evading process." A prestigious literary honor did nothing to change his mind; for that matter, he didn't go pick up the award. It made for a good story all the same. Here was a man with a fine hand with the language and a clear scope on the darkness out there, an impoverished artist...
...wish we could take her, in the city she loved or the capital she graced, and put a flag on her coffin and the coffin on a catafalque, and march it down a great avenue, with an honor guard and a horse that kicks, as Black Jack did, and muffled drums. I wish we could go and honor her, those of us who were children when she was in the White House, and our parents who wept that weekend long ago, and our children who have only a child's sense of who and what she was. I wish...