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...book includes images of the white loose-leaf pages on which he jotted down the similes and metaphors from which his lyrics originate. But his range of talents doesn't include organization. Instead of revealing the inner turmoil of a twisted genius, these scratchings just seem like a jumble of non-sequiturs, like a word-association game played among asylum residents. (A characteristic sequence of "thoughts": Without Me, Mom, Let us Live, Violence, I Am, Kim, Hell Freezes, Kill You.) In part, he says, this haphazardness is by design. "Reading my lyric sheets even gets confusing for me sometimes...
...Andasibe, where she pointed out a Parson's chameleon lying motionless on a branch and a panda-like indri dangling shyly from the top of a tree. Later Razafindrasolo took our group on a night walk through the fringes of the forest. She showed us golden Mantella frogs and leaf-tailed geckos and then, barely visible amid the trees, a pair of lemur eyes shining in the darkness, watching us. It was ecotourism at its best, travel that celebrates nature and contributes to its protection...
...work of Khadim Ali, an Afghan born as a refugee in Pakistan, incorporates classical miniature techniques honed at Lahore's renowned National College of Arts. He uses the flat planes, thick gouache, gold leaf and impeccable brushwork, all typical of 18th century Mughal miniatures, to portray scenes from the Shahnameh, a Persian epic familiar to Afghan children. Ali is a member of Afghanistan's Hazara minority, and his people's persecution by the Taliban during the late stages of the civil war is also reflected in the dark panels of his miniatures. His Herculean hero, Rustam, is ambiguous, portrayed...
...enough, I was dead wrong, I broke the law, I deserve to be punished… I understand that.” “You Ain’t Missin’ Nothin’,” a track exhorting current prisoners to turn over a new leaf, is in a similar (and long overdue) vein of maturity. So is “Dead and Gone,” where T.I. makes his first real social commentary that falls outside the realm of his own personal experience: “Niggas die everyday / All over bullshit / Dope money...
...Harvard Quiz Bowl team was winning national championships in the mid-1990s, its leader, an English graduate student named Jeffrey G. Johnson, was the stuff of legends. It was rumored that he had read 10,000 books, and that watching him take in a volume was like witnessing somebody leaf through a magazine...