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...introduction, Smith writes of the Kennedy family with a sometimes rueful eloquence: "As I've grown older, I have begun to marvel...at how much of my life I have spent among ghosts. These are no malevolent presences...Rather, they are such restless spirits as only the strange twentieth-century cocktail of celebrity, technology and collective memory could produce...
...DIED. MARVEL COOKE, 97, pioneering journalist and political activist who in 1950 became the first black woman to write full time for a major white-owned newspaper; in New York City. She created the first local newspaper guild at a black publication, which in 1934 led to one of the first organized-labor victories for African Americans in U.S. history...
...Worst of 2000: StanLee.net Stan Lee, longtime editor and figurehead of Marvel Comics, has gone digital, and come up with exactly the same boring, hackneyed stories and characters he's been overseeing for the last 30 years. In case you miss the point, the NASDAQ abbreviation (SLEE) is on the homepage. Visit scottmccloud.com for a real vision of the potential of digital comics...
...Widener stacks, full of ancient and medieval languages. The study carrels here have excellent collections: on an average day, "Modern Persian Poetry" sits between "Language and Science in Mesopotamia" and "Readings in the Cappadocian Fathers." Best followed by an exit through Widener's main entrance, slightly disoriented, around dusk: marvel at the placement of library and church in direct opposition, fodder for any epistemological crisis...
...started to fool around with this marvel--it worked like a charm in my office!--my fantasies began to change. I decided that my first real test would be on the train. Why just the other day, over the course of a fitful hour, my sleep was disrupted by three different phones ringing to the tunes of La Cucaracha, Fur Elise and the Ride of the Valkyries. With the C-Guard secreted in my briefcase, I would lie in wait for some Valkyrie-riding nitwit to make my day. Just as my unsuspecting victim's phone trilled, say, the Mexican...