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...back in orbit before we see a federal mandate for vacation time. But he hopes a debate on the bottom-line realities of burnout will inspire a rash of enlightened self-interest among employers. So before you see how far you can get this summer on your short vacation leash, take a trip to Escapemag.com and sign a petition. Provence, Tuscany, the Greek isles--your employer owes you nothing less. Workers of the world, unite...
...acre camp near St. Helen in wooded northern Michigan. Costs start at $650 for one person and one dog bunking together. Virginia Venning of Chicago, and her Sheltie Peaches were scouts together last summer. Says she: "It gave me the chance to live and play with my dog off leash in a safe environment...
...speakers pulsed through the crowd, throwing everyone into a bass beat thrashing. Bodies flew through the air in the pit, while Korn-dogs in the stands forced their way past guards onto the floor. Pandemonium ensued to the tune of "Got the Life," "A.D.I.D.A.S.," "Faget" and "Freak on a Leash." After two encores, Korn finally closed with a supercharged version of "Blind," eliciting more thrashing and tearing when one though the crowd must be out of energy. Four hours after in started, the war in the pit of the Worcester Centrum was over. The survivors smelt victory, the losers smelt...
...less exalted episodes in Wallace's career, the time four years ago when 60 Minutes suppressed its story on Jeffrey Wigand, a tobacco-industry whistle blower. Mann's film moves on two tracks. One is the anguished dealings between Wigand and Lowell Bergman, a 60 Minutes producer who is leash holder and hand holder for the tormented Wigand. The other is the no less anguished dealings between Bergman and his friend and mentor Wallace, who (at least onscreen) ultimately caves when the corporate powers want the story killed...
Doyle, however, is always in control. His sentences lunge but never break the leash, animated by wild but wise high spirits. "God waited for no baby in the slums. He took them back as soon as He'd given them, but He threw them away if their souls were still stained. He delivered them soiled but expected them back spotless." Even better than Doyle's epigrams, though, are his lengthy battle scenes, which are both chaotic and precise, capturing the fog of war as well as the warrior's uncanny clarity. Sneaking through the darkened countryside, holing up in safe...