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Yesterday’s cloudy skies gave way to a rainbow as students celebrated National Coming Out Day. Members of Harvard’s Bisexual, Gay, Lesbian, Transgender, and Supporters’ Alliance (BGLTSA) gathered in front of the Science Center, shouting “Happy Coming Out Day!” to show support for gay students and mark the 20th anniversary of the Second National March on Washington for Gay and Lesbian Rights. “It’s a celebration of being visible and being proud of what you are,” said former BGLTSA...
...leave Rangoon for Bangkok, the 2007 democracy uprising feels over. Even the monsoon rains--such a feature of these once joyous protests, with the monks marching shin-deep through flooded streets--have petered out. The sun returns, and a cheerless rainbow arcs across the city. "Peace and stability restored, traveling and marketing back to normal in Yangon," trumpets The New Light of Myanmar...
...also to do. That's the secret of one of the most captivating pieces in the big Eliasson retrospective, organized by Madeleine Grynsztejn, now at the San Francisco Museum of Modern Art (SFMOMA). Beauty consists of a curtain of mist penetrated by a spotlight to produce a floating rainbow wall. The beckoning illusion looks slightly different to each viewer depending on where he or she is standing. Beauty, Eliasson wants you to know, really is in the eye of the beholder...
...some members of the governing Labour Party, which convened on Sept. 23-27 in Bournemouth, a town on England's southwest coast, are disappointed. Drink was taken in copious quantities, and the weather put on quite a show: there was sunshine, dramatic cloudbursts and even a rainbow over the convention center as Prime Minister Gordon Brown made his speech. Yet something was missing: the chance to blow off steam by trading insults or even blows with colleagues. An unfamiliar spirit of universal amity took the edge off debates that in earlier years might have degenerated into cathartic screaming matches. Sheltering...
...books, and really great non-book items.” My first job was in one such diversified bookstore that sold local music and hummus-laden bagels alongside Rushdie and Stephen King. Opened by two aging hippies, the bookstore was a patchouli-scented downtown institution with walls buried under rainbow flags and Che Guevara posters. The store has survived thanks to its role as a watering hole for the local hippie community. Unfortunately for me, this meant that, despite the fact that I was better-read than the majority of the staff, I had to be hidden in the back...