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...preserve, in its redundant entirety, Ronald Reagan's so-called strategic modernization program. "Modernization" is a euphemism for breeding a whole aviary of brand-new weapon systems: not one but two long-range bombers (the B- 1 and B-2 "Stealth"), not one but two ICBMs (the ten-warhead MX and the Midgetman), not one but two species of cruise missiles (air launched and sea launched), plus a submarine missile. The cost: nearly $100 billion over the next five years...
...Mazda MX-5 Miata. The Japanese were already building more reliable, cheaper cars than American automakers; suddenly, they are also producing a more splendid-looking car. Designed in Mazda's California R.-and-D. center by Mark Jordan, son of General Motor's design chief, the 1989 Miata is the first production car to share the decade's penchant for alluding to other eras: not just a convertible, but the sweet, plump, rounded lines of '50s-style sports cars...
Even now the nightmare of a Soviet nuclear attack continues to darken the waking hours of Western military and political leaders and the theoreticians who advise them. The Bush Administration remains committed to an expensive, redundant and provocative array of new strategic nuclear weapons -- the MX and Midgetman intercontinental missiles, the B-1 and B-2 (Stealth) bombers and the Trident II submarine-launched missile. These programs are monuments to old thinking. They are throwbacks to the days when the strategists accepted, as an article of their dark faith, the vulnerability of the U.S. to Kremlin crapshooters...
...irked the leadership almost as much as his criticism of Brezhnev's foreign policy, which he characterized as imperialist and expansionist. His mistrust of Kremlin intentions was so strong that he said in 1983 that it might be best for the U.S. to "spend a few billion dollars on MX missiles" in order to bargain more effectively with the Soviets...
...Love your car!" The young woman, who is quite pretty, has skipped across the main street of my New Hampshire town to say this. "Thanks," I tell her modestly, wondering if it would be all right to twirl my mustache. I borrowed this Mazda MX-5 Miata three days ago. People edge away when I park my usual vehicle, a large black four-wheel-drive Ford plow truck with red pinstriping and air horns. But the Miata gets passersby smiling and talking: teenagers, old couples, a fellow dressed in muscles and a camouflage shirt at a tire store, bicyclists...