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While the wealthy shop and play in West Hollywood, they do not run it, a point made forcefully during last year's campaign to incorporate. While the gay-rights issue got most of the ink in the press, the main push for cityhood came from tenants demanding rent control. While only 25% to 35% of West Hollywood's residents are homosexual, 85% are renters. Says Ron Stone, 38, a former U.S. Senate aide and father of the cityhood campaign: "Without a coalition of renters and gays, we would not have a city today...
Wilkinson has to rely on snippets like this and bombard the reader with 16-page quotations that lose their vigor as the ink dries on the page. I want to see the Garland Bunting that told David Letterman he wasn't concerned that his livelihood as an undercover agent was threatened by an appearance on national television. No, after all these years, Bunting told Letterman that after more than 30 years of law enforcement, a little national exposure might add a little challenge and make his conniving games more interesting...
...first 340 years of Harvard College's existence—from the quill and ink-well to the ball-point pen—ownership of the means of production has been within the reach of all students. When this equality was threatened by the typewriter, a production tool beyond the means of some students, the University installed typewriters in the libraries. Those who were unable to purchase typewriters could still have access to them and not be unfairly disadvantaged in grading...
...poor quality of some attempted forgeries often irritates the experienced bouncer. "I touched one ID and the ink came off. He probably made it in the cellar five minutes ago," recalls the Boathouse's Carey...
...which in his case meant that he had just enough naive boyishness to call a girl "Darlin" without sounding like a sexist throwback. He usually wore a plaid shirt with a red bandanna and a pair of torn jeans crisscrossed by the names of his favorite bands in black ink. He used to slap his thighs when he broke into his high-pitched cackle, a laugh that only comes from the South. When I first met him, he struck me as someone I had always known--probably from the Mark Twain I had read in high school...