Word: pseudo
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...background and a feeling of serenity, a serenity, one might think, as comforting as that which accompanies the dead, passes over the audience. As the always-apropos Gabriel himself poses, “Where are the words that might express one’s heart?” The pseudo-answer to this rhetorical question lies in the play’s unconscious description of the audience: “They listened, they watched, and they smiled...
...ubiquitous in Bangkok as terrible traffic. At any time of day or night, mouthwatering Thai meals are available just about everywhere: at streetside restaurants, market stalls, trendy cafEs and five-star hotels. Despite the infinite scope of excellent eats, visitors often end up with bellies full of insipid pseudo-Thai fare that locals wouldn't go near...
...PUBLISHER: Mr. Clinton, we were not born yesterday. You have displayed a genius for the presidential imitation of Jimmy Swaggart, the sincerity-dripping prayer-breakfast public pseudo-confession, which is a variation on your brilliant "we've-had-trouble-in-our-marriage-and-leave-it-at-that" formula that got you and Mrs. Clinton through the Gennifer Flowers episode just before the New Hampshire primary in 1992. You know how to tell a story, or seem to tell a story, while skating away from the dirty details, and making it all seem - blink, blink - like a sort of dream...
...season on HBO, shows the world the shiny red skin of the Big Apple. Its cast of characters range from a porn-obsessed Harvard graduate and aging “Ladies who Lunch” to balding MBAs and fashionable lesbian painters. In each episode, sex and love and pseudo-truisms combine to create an aura of casual cool that titillates the majority of Americans who don’t really know what a publicist is. The story line consists of the struggles of four upper-middle class, highly fashionable, single, thirty-something women as they balance the perfect mate...
...heartbeat of that second before we heard or read, “Congratulations. Welcome to the Class of 2001.” We forget those moments each of us has experienced—you’re walking through the Yard or the Square (the sun is shining, the pseudo-Beatles are playing “Here Comes the Sun”) and you just smile to yourself and think, I’m here. We forget the serene beauty of the Lowell courtyard in the spring, when the trees blossom and students chat lazily on the grass. We forget...