Word: howling
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...Arts. In the 1940s and '50s, when Faurer roamed the streets with his 35-mm camera, New York was already a cyclotron for every human impulse. The saintly and the unsanitary spun around at high speed. In his pictures the city was a place of immigrant bustlers. Raw bloodlines howl from their faces. The streets were full of plump, sexy cars, carnal Fords and pontoon-fendered Buicks. By some reports Faurer could be a difficult, saturnine man. But he had a gift for seizing thunderbolts from New York's crackling air. He made just a handful of great pictures...
Terrorism is the bitter howl of the victimized. For a short course on why so many Muslims feel that rage, Bernard Lewis is the man. He has been going over this ground since he coined the phrase "clash of civilizations" back in 1990. What Went Wrong: Western Impact and Middle Eastern Response (Oxford University Press; 180 pages; $23) doesn't directly address terrorism's latest face, as it was written before 9/11. But for newcomers to the subject, Lewis' brisk explication of the tense dynamic between Islam and the West offers a historical case for what he calls the Muslim...
...friend, a consummate professional, is also, like most writers, a touchy and irrational animal. Writers howl, run in circles, and bite editors on the calf. Bill Clinton, though brilliantly seductive as a communicator, comes as an amateur to the business of memoir-writing. How difficult will Clinton be to handle? I don't know. And who will be handling whom? Gottlieb is smart enough to refrain from writing in the margin, "INSERT SEXUAL NITTY-GRITTY HERE." Gottlieb's problem will be to get the boy from Hope to be honest in more important ways...
...foil for the special effects - doesn?t mean this is a good thing. Granted, there?s only one Chuck Heston, and although I stick by my regret that we will never see the next best thing, a frantically bug-eyed Arnold Schwarzenegger screaming at apes in his inimitable Viennese howl, you knew you were going to sacrifice something in the way of charisma this time around...
...first evening of summer, a grizzly bear and her yearling cub foraged for roots and grubs high up on the western slopes of the Lamar Valley in Yellowstone National Park. Farther up the valley, a group of visitors watched a pack of coyotes dispersing hurriedly after a wolf's howl pealed through the trees. As the sun lingered on the peaks, the valley took on a timeless quality, and the human visitors went quiet as they gazed at the landscape and the wildlife around them...