Word: morbidly
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Dates: during 2000-2009
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Booker is obsessed with the murder statistics. While Booker and McCarthy discuss a recent homicide investigation in the mayor's office, the creases on Booker's forehead increase tenfold. He admits to posting a murder target for 2009 on his bedroom wall, a practice that he knows is somewhat morbid. (Booker won't share the number he wishes Newark to beat.) Booker has dumped the 4 a.m. chases, however. "I made a deal with Garry that as long as the crime numbers are going where they are going," Booker says, "I will not get in the police cars anymore...
...morbid connotations of half-dead creatures, bloody foam around the mouth, and putrid flesh, it's no coincidence that the zombie walk happened on the most happy day of the year for Christians...
...form of hot brown shit cooling in the sagging seat of his Hanes boxer briefs. A hard-on protrudes from the crotch of his cargo pants.” It is November 2, and he’s been swinging by his neck all day. From this sort of morbid fascination, Boice’s blunt, transparent prose and disjointed vignettes evolve into a meticulous, disarmingly honest scrutiny of Little Rocky Run that ultimately condemns suburbia, but redeems his novel. Determined to elucidate Grayson’s motivation, Boice embarks on a series of character sketches that only vaguely cohere...
...Cure, it’s pretty obvious why time and again fledgling rock groups have appropriated the musical aesthetic of their compatriots. White Lies, a London based trio formerly known as Fear of Flying, is no exception to the rule. Featuring a nostalgic veneer of haunting melodies, morbid song titles, and even more melancholic lyrics, the outfit’s U.S. debut, “To Lose My Life...,” is a fitting tribute to the pantheon of 80s British music icons. But White Lies can offer more than just a touch of despair. Despite their channeling...
...make people turn their back on it--just as prohibiting images of an ill-advised conflict cannot guarantee public support. When LIFE published one of the first photos of World War II casualties, its editors asked, "Why print this picture? Is it to hurt people? To be morbid?" Their conclusion: "The reason is that words are never enough...