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Defensively, Bush's "big decision," said Richard Williamson, a longtime Reagan aide, "was to salute the flag. When the Administration jumped, Bush jumped too." Shortly after Reagan-Bush won in 1980, the Vice President told key staffers that he would keep his head down and his mouth shut. "I'm not going to operate like Mondale," an aide recalls Bush saying. "I'm not going to leak my differences with policies that are unpopular. No one's going to catch me trying to cover my ass that way." And no one ever did. By the end, even some of Bush...
...perspective perhaps best described as that of a millionaire Marxist-feminist, she views the Bingham dynasty, the state of Kentucky, the nation and the entire male-dominated world as mired in class conflicts, exploitation, racism and sexism. There is no denying that Bingham puts her money where her mouth is: she has donated $10 million to the Kentucky Foundation for Women. But after Passion and Prejudice, she will probably be remembered for putting her mouth where her money...
...Vice President, Quayle asserts, his model will be -- surprise! -- Bush. Quayle will receive the same intelligence briefings as the President and sit in on Cabinet meetings, so he will be fully informed on policy. But, following Bush's wishes, Quayle will keep his mouth shut except when talking one on one with the President, whom he will serve as a general adviser on the whole range of policy issues. Like his predecessor, Quayle already has a standing once-a- week lunch date with his boss; they will eat together every Thursday. Quayle will also have some responsibility for space exploration...
EIGHT years ago I had just turned 13. I was in the seventh grade, and I skipped band every day to sit around in free period reading science fiction. I remember reading a lot of Harlan Ellison. It was the age when "I Have No Mouth, But I Must Scream" can seem a profound statement of the human condition...
...times Malkovich plays the evil dandy too diligently; on his brow you can almost see the fop sweat. Then gradually he learns to trust the intimacy of Frears' close-up camera style. The lizard eyes crease with desire; tiny curlicues of smirk rise from the corners of his mouth; the wispy voice locates the moral malaise at the heart of Valmont's debauchery. He embodies the cynical wisdom of this excellent film: life is one big performance art, and sex is a little death...