Word: paranoidly
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...chill in post-communist Russia's relationship with the West, and primarily the U.S., began with Kosovo. The Russians are certainly paranoid about international forces intervening in bloody, brutal domestic conflicts - they think of Chechnya, for example. So the principle of intervention was unacceptable. But NATO's show of force was also seen by the Russians as aimed at them, to show off Western military capability in the face of Russian military decay...
...Then I saw the car. Its hulking frame, painted the most recent shade in SUV-chic, hovered on my right side for a moment before inching past me. Then, without warning, it drifted left, towards me, and for the first time in my life, my unfortunate and paranoid tendency to drive with one hand hovering over the car horn actually came in handy. I let loose with a nice, long warning. The wayward car drifted away from me, back into its lane. Then, just as suddenly, it eased over to its right, only to be greeted with a similar cacophony...
...bridgework "that would easily cost $4,000 in the States." How Nellie Kidwell, 84, forks over only $49 a year in property taxes for her two-bedroom, two-bath home near the beach. And how Rose Lahey's timid boyfriend won't drive down from California because "he's paranoid about Mexican bandidos." Says Lahey, 55, a retired letter carrier: "You're safer here than in L.A. any day--and it's better than going postal...
This makes me paranoid. This I have in common with Shaggy. For those of you who might have missed it, Shaggy is the quadruple-platinum-selling Ricky Martin of reggae. He is also a technological prophet, as those who have seen the music video to his obscenely catchy single, It Wasn't Me, would know. The song is about a wannabe playa whose lady catches him, ahem, hangin' with the girl next door. Its name comes from the oaf's absurd, shameless alibi, and to hear the lyrics, you'd think this lady was just another Oprah-watching female American...
...paranoid, but the reality also is, I will give them all permission. Gladly. I'll let my boyfriend program his phone to ring whenever we're in the same part of town. I'll let my parents and my "buddy list" follow my tracks. I'll even let Starbucks in on my whereabouts if it means the occasional m-commerce cappuccino coupon for the disclosure. Heck, this is useful stuff, this location-pinpointing technology. A GPS-aided map could have saved me hours in that company car I drove so cluelessly around town when I was using it for work...