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...kick-ass fury in Shrek the Third--launching an army of bluebirds and bunnies at the bad guys to the tune of Led Zeppelin's Immigrant Song--is more than a brilliant sight gag. It's a relief to parents of girls, with Disney's princess legacy in their rearview mirrors and Bratz dolls and Britney up ahead. It goes hand in hand with a vast genre of empowered-princess books (Princess Smartypants, The Princess Knight) for parents who'd rather their daughters dream of soccer balls than royal balls. As for the boys? Jocks have a rough time...
...right now...he really tries not to give it any mind at all.”OFF DUTYFour hours later, with midnight quickly becoming a memory, and with four meetings—including a special UC general vote to approve the upcoming calendar referendum—in the rearview mirror, the only skeptic in the room knows Sundquist as well as anyone.Troy Murrell, friend of Sundquist and fellow resident of Mather 305, has declared himself an enemy of calendar change.“I read your terrible position paper. It was terrible,” shouts Murrell, referring...
...Salvador in the 1980s, when U.S. troops were dispatched to that Central American nation to train its fighting forces but didn't get involved in the conflict themselves. Whatever policy the U.S. eventually endorses, Gates - unlike Rumsfeld - won't have to cast a nervous eye into his own rearview mirror and wonder about how Congress and the press might react to such a change in strategy. "Gates is in great shape," Korb says, "because he wasn't here when these decisions were made...
...emissions, blamed for global warming, would soar. Shareholder activists are increasingly aggressive about demanding an accounting when companies like TXU, which had 2005 earnings of $1.7 billion, stick to old coal methods. "TXU," says Leslie Lowe, program director of the Interfaith Center on Corporate Responsibility, "is looking through the rearview mirror...
...College of Charleston?” Simon answers as meekly as possible. The light is about to change and the car inches forward towards the onramp. “Get in,” the driver says, her voice cracking. A plastic blowfish bath toy swings from the rearview mirror. The car smells like saccharin, like a new synthetic interior mixed with a kid come straight off the playground. The doughy-faced, front-seat passenger introduces us first to her 10-year-old daughter, sitting next to Simon, and then to the visibly nervous driver in front of me. While...