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Meanwhile, Bradley has a new bounce in his step. Where Iowa Democrats grumble that they have seen little of Gore, Bradley is making the union-hall rounds. Former Chicago Bulls coach Phil Jackson, who played with Bradley on the New York Knicks, will lend an assist, even giving pep talks to campaign workers. His first-quarter fund raising is likely to approach $4 million, proving he can play this game. A new TIME/CNN poll has Bradley cutting the gap 14 points between Gore and him, to 49% to 29%, in three weeks, raising a question: Are Gore's numbers down...
...provides the G.O.P. with its best opportunity to regain its bearing. He has set up a classic confrontation by reopening the era of Big Government. His 1999 State of the Union address previewed 81 new tax increases. With breathtaking paternalism and condescension, he wagged his finger at a postspeech pep-rally audience and declared, "I guess we could return the surplus to you and hope you'll spend it right...
...Clintons were careful to learn from their mistakes, especially the post-impeachment pep rally on the South Lawn, which had convinced many moderates that Clinton still thought of himself as a victim, deserving of cheap grace. If a full acquittal this week triggers an early Mardi Gras inside the White House, the bitterness among Republicans and disgust among Democrats could become a kind of poison in the system. Clinton's outside advisers are pushing for discretion. Says one: "I hope he just gives a 30-second statement saying, 'I'm glad it's over,' and goes upstairs for a cold...
...ache with hard-won wisdom (on the first single, My One True Friend) or smile with the sweet clarity of her Honolulu youth (Gus Kahn's 1925 Ukulele Lady). Songs like Laughing Matters, I'm Beautiful and I'm Hip give the album the sassy intimacy of a pep talk from an old friend. But Midler is not aging; those pipes are still brass-bold and silk-smooth. At 52, Bette's still best...
...horizon. Night had fallen and the panoply of lights on The Strip glittered below me. From the Las Vegas Hilton, green lasers arced into the sky. The instructor had me close my eyes and intone a meditative "Omm" to quiet my mind. He then gave me a final pep talk. "Don't look down any-more, or you won't jump," he said. "I'm going to count backwards from five to one, and say `Go,' and then you go, okay...