Word: mads
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...read them under the byline of a novelist as seasoned as Crichton. It's possible he is trying something new here, that he deliberately opted out of his usual central driving plot to present us instead with a panoramic Babel-style view of a whole society gone genetically mad, I tell you, mad. If so, the experiment, like so many he describes, has gone disastrously wrong. This kind of messiness doesn't suit him at all. Crichton's narratives work because they're as gleaming and orderly as nature is frighteningly chaotic. Not that he's wrong...
...pretty cool if, say, you work in industry. So too are the paper batteries of Enfucell or the flexible sensors of DeepStream. Sensors are a real big deal on this particular planet. So is medicine, where no breakthrough is small, whether it's Amorfix's blood test for mad cow disease or HealthSTATS' wristwatch-like device that measures blood pressure. Either one could save your life. And speaking of lifesaving, how about Aresa's landmine-detecting plant? Not as hip as Technorati, a Web-search wonder, but in war's bloody wake, this is one weed that will be appreciated...
...school chappies as upper-class tyro twits - especially young Andrew, who said of his morning reading material, "I like my newspaper because I've got shares in it" (a comment he later said had been a joke) and volunteered his opinion on pop music: "I think the Beatles are mad because they make too much noise, and their hair style is so bad." Suzy, when asked about black people, replied with a sleepy-eyed smile, "I don't know anybody who's colored. And I don't want to know anybody who's colored, thank you very much." (Seven years...
...nothing at the Pajama Party held at 45 Mount Auburn that Saturday night. Boston-based sororities and frats convened in the anarchy center dressed in little more than teddies and stilettos. The raucous gathering was shut down after a mere 45 minutes. Some Harvard University Band members get mad props for physically duking it out with Yalies who disrespected them on Mass Ave. We heard the ladies had especially nice jabs. An out-of-towner hurled on Hurlbut Street post-Game...
There's also the art of the flawed comparison. Officials are fond of reassuring the public that they run a greater risk from, for example, drowning in the bathtub, which kills 320 Americans a year, than from a new peril like mad cow disease, which has so far killed no one in the U.S. That's pretty reassuring--and very misleading. The fact is that anyone over 6 and under 80--which is to say, the overwhelming majority of the U.S. population--faces almost no risk of perishing in the tub. For most of us, the apples of drowning...