Word: joe
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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That is a shame because they really are beautiful to watch: Aikman, who may be an even better big-game quarterback than Joe Montana; Smith, whose 150 yds. (on a Herculean 35 carries) against the Packers gave him a record-tying sixth postseason game with 100 yds. or more rushing; Irvin, who laughed at Green Bay's single coverage with seven receptions for 100 yds. and two touchdowns. And say what you will about Sanders, he's a blast when he gets his hands on the ball via interception, reception, reverse, return, whatever...
...knowing beneficiary of the con artist--who knows an easy mark is someone with a smidgen of larceny in her heart." By blaming Waldholtz, Carlson cruelly perpetuates a "blame the victim" mentality to explain the blatantly deceptive actions of the Representative's estranged husband and former campaign treasurer, Joe Waldholtz. For years, rape victims were blamed because they left a window open or went out alone. Fortunately, most of us know that it is the perpetrator who is responsible for the crime, not the victim. CHARLES H. ROISTACHER Attorney for Enid Greene Waldholtz Washington...
...uninitiated may not know the difference, after all, both chains sport sleek black chairs, cute tropical merchandise and caffe lattes galore. But nothing compares to the deep, dark, tantalizing pleasure of a cup of Starbucks joe. It's the difference between night and day, merlot and Manischevitz, Bartley...
...naked in bed together, and have Iago woo Emilia from the rear. If the subject is villainy on a royal scale, as in Richard III, cram the screen with ingenious murders. Everyone says that if Shakespeare were alive today, he'd have been a screenwriter. But would he be Joe Eszterhas? Would he have shown one of his characters enjoying fellatio--then gasping in horror as a dagger, thrust upward by an assassin hiding under the bed, suddenly emerges through the victim's chest...
...crooner who learned intonation from Crosby and salesmanship from Jolson. Yet there was a hint in his gestures (eyes closed in ecstasy, arms stretched out imploringly) that he was parodying the very idea of crooner; he was a mellow modernist. You could also peg Dino as an anachronism, a Joe E. Lewis saloon-lush type, the party animal in a tux. Or maybe he was the first slacker, elevating sloth to a Zen art. The stupefaction he radiated on his TV show--the Golddiggers dancing around him as wildly as Jer used to, Dean standing there like a lamppost after...