Word: jap
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...still be stomached. Put postmodernism in your mouth and you'll find it's indigestible. Thankfully, and refreshingly, kitsch-pop masters Pizzicato Five can still render postmodernism an enjoyably tasteful joy ride. They trip through safe and smiley TV-land in a jalopy heap slapped together from '60s and jap pop, hip hop beats, funk threads, classical samples, bossa nova riffs and exotica, running on smooth easy-listening gas. Maki Nomiya and Yasuharu Konishi blend and blush an all-Japanese soundtrack to the imaginary lifestyle of the international playboy/girl set. "Rolls Royce" is experimentally clever but strung on an annoying...
...still be stomached. Put postmodernism in your mouth and you'll find it's indigestible. Thankfully, and refreshingly, kitsch-pop masters Pizzicato Five can still render postmodernism an enjoyably tasteful joy ride. They trip through safe and smiley TV-land in a jalopy heap slapped together from '60s and jap pop, hip hop beats, funk threads, classical samples, bossa nova riffs and exotica, running on smooth easy-listening gas. Maki Nomiya and Yasuharu Konishi blend and blush an all-Japanese soundtrack to the imaginary lifestyle of the international playboy/girl set. "Rolls Royce" is experimentally clever but strung on an annoying...
...fateful Sunday morning, the Chaplain of a battleship in Pearl Harbor was busy on the afterdeck with a couple of assistants, running up the bunting in preparation for divine service. Their polite murmurs were suddenly interrupted by the roar of the Jap. The Chaplain dropped his bunting, ran to an anti-aircraft gun and began preaching lead to the Japanese. A few minutes later he was heard to intone: "Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition; I just got one of the sons of bitches...
Agnew's death was truly mourned only by a few stalwart friends and defenders. William Safire, one of his former speechwriters, in a desperate revisionist effort even sought to excuse one of Agnew's racist comments ("What's the matter with that fat Jap?", directed towards a dozing Japanese-American journalist). Agnew's onetime campaign press secretary, Victor Gold, declared in what must have been a fit of hysteria that "Spiro Agnew was the John the Baptist for [the Reagan] revolution...
...nattering nabobs kept their ears open and reported Agnew's verbal misdemeanors of political incorrectness. On a campaign plane, Agnew saw a Japanese-American reporter dozing, and asked someone amiably, "What's the matter with the fat Jap?" Consternation ensued among the ethnically sensitive. Indignation again flared up after Agnew memorably declared, "To some extent, if you've seen one city slum, you've seen them all." That thought made it into Bartlett...