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...also lends a hand to creating the atmosphere of America 50 years ago: for the wealthy ladies, dresses you'd expect to see on Greta Garbo; for the less affluent girls, simpler, plainer dresses suitable for Betty Crocker. The most charming detail is the plaid suitcases that were the rage in the 1940s, carried by characters costumed as traveling salespeople...
...better than he or she was before entering. Whereas jail was once seen as a place for penitence and growth, where people who went wrong could change themselves and improve, we now associate jail with an overly expensive and dangerous cage. In jail little of value occurs; instead, increased rage is generated. Those who emerge from the prison doors are now greeted with the black rose of society in the form of an inescapable reminder of their past crimes...
...then he came to abortion, and offered what amounted to a rebuke to the most fiery of the flock. "The way to end abortions," Buchanan declared, "is to change the human heart, and the human heart is not changed by getting in people's face with anger and rage; the human heart is changed by love." This includes, he told them, reaching out to women who have had abortions themselves: "What a woman needs after an abortion is the kind of love and care she did not get before the abortion...
...Buchanan and I had known Father McGonigal at Gonzaga College High School in Washington, D.C., in the mid-'50s, when McGonigal was the prefect of discipline there. McGonigal looked like a fire hydrant cased in a black cassock--short and squat, with iron muscle bulges. He radiated punitive rage. One morning he hammered a boy to the classroom floor with his fists and left him there with a concussion, the other boys too terrified to intervene. The Jesuits shipped McGonigal off to southern Maryland, to listen to the songbirds in a quieter parish...
...Maverick records--run by Madonna, who knows a thing or two about musical makeovers--and with Jagged Little Pill has delivered the butt-kicking album she wanted. The sound is more muscular; her voice is rawer, the guitar work more aggressive. The songs are about such topics as postbreakup rage (You Oughta Know) and overbearing parents (Perfect), and while the words are rarely as smart as they seem to think they are, this is straight-ahead rock, sweetened somewhat with pop melodiousness...