Word: manically
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...prejudice -- makes offensive an enterprise that so accentuates the positive. We have tried in our stories to point out that much remains to be done for the U.S. to fulfill its promise to all its citizens, and to avoid what Senior Writer Lance Morrow in this issue calls the "manic habit" Americans have "of thinking they are either the best of peoples or the worst of peoples...
...perfectly American to run between extremes of self-loathing and self- congratulation. Americans have a manic habit of thinking that they are either the best of peoples or the worst of peoples. This may result from the fact that Americans tend, still, to hold a Ptolemaic rather than a Copernican view of their place in the universe. Whatever America is, best or worst, it is at the center of things. At the moment, after the long self-lacerations of Viet Nam, Watergate and the rest, Americans in the Reagan era seem in the mood for assertive self-celebration...
...father is a psychoanalyst, her mother a film director, and their daughter, who graduated from Berkeley, is . . . well, currently on tour. As one of the four members of a sensational rock outfit called the Bangles. Who have a new Columbia album called Different Light. Who have an ace single, Manic Monday, written pseudonymously by Prince and closing like an Exocet onto the top of the charts. Who will not have to introduce themselves to anyone by the time summer rolls around...
...audiences as dizzyingly as ever. So do the wrenching emotional scenes of a boldly tragicomic plot. At the center is a lovers' triangle: a zookeeper and would-be songwriter, played with ingratiating and ultimately terrifying optimism by John Mahoney; his mistress, pneumatically impersonated by Stockard Channing; and his eerily manic-depressive wife, evoked with simultaneous goofiness and dignity by Swoosie Kurtz in what may be the best performance of the season. Kurtz barks and mewls like a dog, she wanders vacant-eyed like Mary Tyrone in Long Day's Journey into Night, she throws things and lapses into catatonia...
...Faces are constantly aflush with anger, ardor, embarrassment. Anguish over dates and grades streaks the first application of mascara. Clique rivalries make the Iran-Iraq war seem congenial by comparison. Emotions newly discovered are unique and convulsive. She loves me! Life hates me! How anyone endures this seven-year manic-depressive itch is a mystery even to those who have survived...