Word: jaminator
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...There's a large part of the student body that will be watching to see what the Corporation will do on the Chile resolutions." Jamin B. Raskin "83, founder of the El Salvador Committee, said last night...
...late-afternoon talk-show circuit, while his recruits ferret out converts for their congregations. The message comes across differently now--the pastor's eyes are compassionate; he tells you he loves you and he's trying to help you. So if you can't vote for Ben-jamin Bubar, the ultra-conservative candidate of the National Statesman Party [formerly the Prohibition Party], at least cast your ballot for Reagan. Use the Bible as your voter information guide...
...Cavafy's Alexandria. Its heroes, whose ghostly presences are often quoted in Kitaj's paintings, are the shipless helmsmen of modernism, the rootless cosmopolitans like the couple in Where the Railroad Leaves the Sea (1964). Kitaj paints wandering Jews and victims of the power game: Walter Ben jamin, Leon Trotsky, Rosa Luxemburg. He has also talked about inventing "a figure, a character in a picture the way novelists have been able to do, like the people you remember out of Dickens, Dostoyevsky, Tolstoy." There are many openings for gratuitous nostalgia in Kitaj's literary...
...Victoria Mallory) who, after eleven months, is still skittishly virginal. Completing the household is Cariou's son (Mark Lambert) who has a jittery case of postadolescent puritanical guilt and an unholy crush on his stepmother. He, in turn, is pursued by a lusty wench of a maid (D. Jamin-Bartlett) who believes that sex is an act rather than a word...
...Hart. There are three standout numbers. One is Liaisons (Gingold), a lament that courtesans are not the elegantly larcenous creatures they used to be. Equally arresting are Send In the Clowns (Johns), a rueful gaze into the cracked mirror of the middle years, and The Miller's Son (Jamin-Bartlett), a gath-er-ye-rosebuds-while-ye-may paean to the flesh...