Word: proto
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...Experience is arbitrary," wrote Editor Adam Clark Estes. "But we will demand that you understand teh internet, possess a cutting sense of humor, and write with a proto-David Foster Wallace voice. Seriously, otherwise, just email us if you're up for cranking out content. IvyGate pays in beer and glory. And trust me, it flows freely...
...mo’hairs (sheep which grow human hair for wigs) both products of the “Corps”—an alliance of corporations (among them, Happicuppa, HelthWyzer, CyroJeenyus) whose laboratories and workers live in gated communities. Outside the Corps are the Pleeblands, a proto-Gotham, but with grosser food and nastier crime. There’s something revolting and enchanting about Atwood’s creations—a fast food chain called “SecretBurgers: Because Everyone Loves A Secret” or “Painball,” a security facility...
...doesn't help that, though long dead, the Harappan script sparks sometimes acrimonious debate in India over the nature of its origins. Scholars from southern India claim it ought to be linked to proto-Dravidian, the progenitor of languages like Tamil, while others think it is related to the Vedic Sanskrit of early Hinduism, the ancestor of Hindi and other languages spoken in India's north. And while cultural agendas within India have stymied collaborative efforts, the enmity between India and Pakistan has impeded archaeological breakthroughs. Ganeriwala, a desert site in Pakistan that possibly holds the ruins...
...last year. Van Johnson, 92, was the boy-next-door type, wooing such luscious ingenues as Elizabeth Taylor, Esther Williams, June Allyson and Janet Leigh. But he laced his altar-boy grin with a terrier's raspy impatience; he was the Chris Matthews of 1940s MGM. A trash-talking, proto-rapping musical-comedy star of a later era, Rudy Ray Moore, 81, created the street-smut sasser Dolemite as part of his stand-up act, then used the character as the hero of a legendarily transgressive 1975 blaxploitation epic. Stick around for the kung-fu hookers...
...little known producer and composer named Arthur Russell. A pockmarked gay Iowa farmboy and classically trained cellist, Russell spent his youth between a Buddhist monastery, psychedelic San Francisco, and ultimately New York City, where he produced dance music with a singularity deserving of his improbable biography. This proto-disco he has come to stand for was marked by a graceful sense of levity, camp, and a fundamental belief in people’s ability to appreciate complexity and duality. I mean, what more could a bunch of Black, Latino, and gay DJs hope for but that—a normalization...