Word: paradoxe
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Opal is a silicate fossil. It comes in "shells"--seashells originally, for this whole desert was once a vast inland sea--or more rarely in "pipes," or tubes, the fossilized backbones of archaic freshwater squid. The paradox of the stuff is that although it is so brilliantly colored, it has no color of its own. It's a solid diffraction grating, and the color you see is the light dispersed and reflecting through it. John Smart, the miner in whose mine we filmed, waxes reflective about this. "The opal's just a bloody illusion. It's as though...
This culinary misconception, a paradox widely known but rarely admitted in polite conversation, is a carbon copy of the European counterpart. In the US we adore fresh Italian pasta and rich French desserts to no end, while Europeans, especially the youth, flock to crowded McDonald's for the phony Le Big Mac and outrageously overpriced American soft drinks. As far as we are concerned, River folk should indulge their xenophobia at the over-commercialized Friday's Americana Bar and leave us to enjoy traditional European pub life at Christopher's and Cambridge Common...
...last of the firsts. A paradox of sorts. Well, really, a ballet of sorts. The Festival of Firsts ends tonight. Performances include the company premiere of Le Jeun Homme et la Mort, with music by Johann Sebastian Bach and choreography by Roland Petit, and the world premieres of Bachianas, choreography by Daniel Pelzig, and Corybantic, choreography by Christopher Wheeldon of the New York City Ballet. The Shubert Theatre, 265 Tremont St., Boston...
...will be sufficient to satisfy the need not only for moral satisfaction and justice but also for some measure of emotional satisfaction, a catharsis by--to admit it--legally ritualized revenge. A public hanging used to be a celebration of justice. The catharsis may have barbaric roots, yet by paradox is an essential civilizing instrument...
...only thing we have to fear is fear itself," said Franklin Delano Roosevelt '04. Is this a nonsensical paradox or a deep rumination on the nature of emotion and thought? To answer this question we need first, perhaps, to figure out exactly what fear is. And in Fear, Irini Spanidou bravely takes on this task...