Word: poste
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...know that in 50 years this Institute won't be run by men for advanced study of many interesting questions that have nothing to do with women, gender and society?" asked Diana E. Post '67, RCAA second vice president...
...Clinton fatigue, message confusion and a consultant-heavy campaign that's hemorrhaging money, Bradley is running a lean, focused operation. More and more it seems that Bradley's inscrutable nature--high-mindedness, dogged integrity and apparent indifference to the game of politics--might be tailor-made for the post-Clinton era. And surely it doesn't hurt that he had that wicked jump shot way back when...
...says, "in a neighborhood, on a front porch, on a summer night." He likes the line so much he repeats it, rhapsodizing about "running for the highest office in the land the same way you run for mayor," and never mind that Bradley never ran for such a lowly post. He offers well-modulated, impeccably timed, quasi-mystical stories about his past and America's future, about his crusade to create "an economy that takes everybody to higher ground," lifting 14 million children out of poverty, covering the 45 million uninsured, helping people look beyond skin color and eye shape...
...want to know the new ending of the tale, stop reading. In fact, this would be a good point for its fans to stop watching. In the post-Soviet-era conclusion, a group of dissident critters escapes the farm and lives to witness its collapse and Napoleon's fall. We flash forward to see order and peace restored--by a handsome blond family of new human farmers. It's a tiny change, a couple of minutes in all, but a baffling one that squares with neither history nor Orwell's vision. Who are these interlopers? The Czars? Boris Yeltsin...
True belief led us to the Cuban missile crisis, while the post-Watergate era allows us to divest emotionally from our government so it can do important work on campaign-finance reform. And skepticism without irony is totally unfun. It leads to folk songs...