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...tanks rumbled into Ramallah as dawn broke and thunder rolled on Good Friday. Yasser Arafat knew they were coming after him. Barricaded in a windowless two-room office, he could only sit and rant as much of the Israeli force entering Ramallah--100 armored personnel carriers, 60 tanks and 2,500 soldiers--encircled his compound, their gun barrels swinging into position for a vengeful assault. Arafat worked the phones, dialing diplomats around the world, beseeching them for help. Sources inside Arafat's office told TIME that Arafat warned of a bloody battle between his forces and the Israeli army, hoping...
...studio recordings are popular especially in Canada, the foursome has always been best known for their live performances. Last Saturday was no exception. From the first few chords of their opening song “Ordinary Day” to their final song, “Rant and Roar,” which concluded their third encore, the band and crowd’s energy had Avalon throbbing and pumping...
...appalled to read Ruth R. Wisse’s neo-fascist rant (Opinion, “Standing Up for Israel,” Feb. 25). I shall not mention the incoherence of her arguments. I shall not mention her use of hate-mongering rhetoric to mask racism as ‘Jewish pride.’ No—for the real issue at stake is: to what standard should we hold Israel when it comes to human rights...
...Toward the end he often soured into rancor and vindictiveness. He laid a paranoid rant on Alec Wilder when the esteemed musicologist asked permission to quote snatches of Berlin songs for his study "American Popular Music." And though Berlin enjoyed writing parodies of other composers' songs, he sued Mad magazine for a 1962 folio of song parodies, including several of his ("Always," "A Pretty Girl..."). The suit was eventually dismissed. Finally he believed that a cultural environment that ignored his contributions was no culture at all. "Show business?" he told a friend. "There's no more show business! We whistle...
...grew up driving my car around a big city, and I know what it’s like to be a city driver. This isn’t a rant against the inconsiderateness of Bostonians. A relative of a friend was killed in a similar accident in San Francisco. I didn’t know that until this week, but ever since coming to college and becoming a full-time pedestrian and/or biker, I have been appalled by the way drivers slalom around the city streets in their 2-ton metal projectiles. How dare they play chicken with my life...