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...there's rumors of a coup in the works. Ever since Prime Minister Erdogan's Justice and Development Party (AKP) swept Turkish parliamentary elections on July 22, and then elected AKP member Abdallah Gul President, the Turkish generals have been casting around for an excuse to take power. They mutter about Ergdogan being a fundamentalist and wobbly on security...
...Serious historians will doubtless mutter, tut and quibble over these simplistic comparisons. But the commuting or holidaying laity will lap them up, as will anyone with a professional interest in globalization. The anarchists, environmentalists, nativists and trade unionists among the latter will certainly be interested to learn that they, too, have their predecessors - factory workers in 18th century England rioted over imported Indian cotton, while abolitionists raged against the market forces and military superiorities that respectively drove and enabled whites to turn blacks into slaves...
...mirror, and all is clear, but can you be sure? So you circle back around the block. Still clear--except for a lumpy bag of leaves on the curb. But is it a bag or a child? So you circle once more. Four hours later, you finally arrive home, mutter something to your spouse about a late meeting and go to bed spent and ashamed. Tomorrow you'll do it all over again...
What's most deeply pleasurable about You Kill Me is its unique tone. The script by Christopher Marker and Stephen McFeely (who number the rather different Chronicles of Narnia among their credits) is not one that goes for big laughs. It offers, instead, a steady mutter of eccentric situations and, better still, a whole bunch of glum and occasionally desperate characters whose depressive natures are hinted at but never boringly explicated. They appear and disappear rather casually in the story, which the director John Dahl (Red Rock West, The Last Seduction) paces expertly. His film moves not with the speed...
...referendum. By second semester I had become EAC “historian,” a position usually occupied by retired co-chairs partying away their senior springs. While that period marked a lull in my involvement, I still had non-recycling roommates to berate and sarcastic quips to mutter at EAC board meetings. Oh, and I had to lead a one-man campaign to rid Kirkland Dining Hall of plastic cups. Instead of shouting “Those are made of dinosaurs’ bones!” I politely asked that the cups be relocated. Sometimes, yelling...