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...falsetto in the gospel group the Swan Silvertones, which he founded, Claude Jeter influenced a number of performers with songs such as "Careless Soul" and "Mary Don't You Weep." The latter has a lyric that inspired Simon and Garfunkel's famous tune "Bridge over Troubled Water." Jeter...
Botox is now being used by men, some of whom did not even run for President. The number of men in the U.S. who paid to get a series of tiny injections in their face nearly tripled from 2001 to 2007--to 300,000, or about 7% of the total Botoxed population. And despite the recession, those numbers aren't going down yet; one of the many things the laid-off cannot afford is to look their...
...President, Andrew Jackson, was his era's version of change. Unlike his predecessors, he was not from the founding generation, not related to a founder, not a member of the Virginia dynasty. He embodied the Western future of the country, just as Obama does our multiracial future. An unprecedented number of Americans trekked to see him take the oath of office. His Inaugural was a massive party at the White House, one that got so out of hand that Jackson was forced to lodge elsewhere...
...enough. The next time you can’t find a seat in Lamont, don’t be afraid to toss that half-eaten bagel in the trash and mark your own territory. If someone comes back to claim the carrel, do not panic. Give them the call number for Darwin’s “On the Origin of Species” (QH365.O2 1859a, fyi) and direct them to the part about “survival of the fittest.” Should this tactic fail, you can always just bare your teeth...
...flight from home, I had been promptly abandoned by my numbingly French host family and had bravely ventured out in search of my first French meal. Unfortunately, in this astronomically expensive and quite residential quartier, baguette sandwiches with camembert or jambon simply do not abound.After an inordinate number of blocks, I could sense the blisters begin to burgeon on my heels. There I was in the City of Lights, which I had always planned to eat my way through, without a boulangerie, patisserie, or marché in sight. But I quickly forgot why I ever believed such joints were necessary...