Word: idealizations
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...think about it very much. It's quite a conscious strategy for me as I think it was for him. In my early writing I was thinking of my ideal reader as a European, heterosexual woman--Mrs. Nabokov in fact, who did actually read my writing and would write me nice letters about it. I think I had sort of chosen her as my reader because I thought if I think of her then I won't just be nudging another gay person in the ribs with little in references. In other words I would be forced to render whatever...
Snoop makes great party music, and that's the key to the album's appeal. Gin and Juice bounces along at a casual speed that's ideal for both dancing and just hanging out. "Two in the morning and the party's still jumping cause my mama ain't home," Snoop raps. "So what do you want to do? I got a pocketful of rubbers and my homeboys do too." The lyrics are often unnecessarily graphic; at some points they're downright obscene. Snoop unabashedly expresses his adolescent urges, talking freely of having casual sex, smoking pot and even gunning...
...really unpersuasive about Mrs. Doubtfire -- not to say draggy -- is its nondrag sequences. The children are goody-goodies, without mischief or quirks, and their father's relationship with them is unclouded by even minor impatience, let alone major outrage. The script, by Randi Mayem Singer and Leslie Dixon, presents ideal fatherhood as a form of saintliness...
...done a wide variety of things and have gotten to know many very different people, and I wanted to keep the class together," Rosenbaum said. "I also love to throw parties, and I thought this would be an ideal way of doing these things...
...longer matters whether the Kennedy myth is true. We don't really care what kind of president he was; we don't want to know the secrets of his personal life. The legend has become our own, an ideal toward which the present can only aspire. Thirty years after his death, JFK haunts us all--the last apparition of a past that was never ours...