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...These arguments belie a sort of defensiveness. Much like Victorian chimney-sweeps, the poor, hard-working non-socialites of Harvard claim to be oppressed, but they still work under the assumption that their rivals have some kind of power over them. “Don’t rub it in our faces that we didn’t go to the Spence School for Girls,” the critics shout, en masse, waving their newsie caps, coal-soaked handkerchiefs, and sickles.But essentially, I’ve always hated Marx. Mostly because of his serial infidelities and his penchant...
...England's autumnal best. Clumps of olive trees and upright cypresses were shadowed by the brooding Monte Amiata. The whole ambience was distilled in the Brunello I was drinking. Seeing my red-wine-stained teeth, a friend handed me some freshly plucked sage leaves and instructed me to rub my teeth clean with them. "Old custom," he said. It worked...
...boasting a four-digit number of associates—accepting them into your pantheon of friends is a gesture of kindness. However, facebook.com’s upcoming “feature” that allows you to affix “degrees of friendship” will rub into random persons’ proverbial faces that, in fact, they might not know you at all—ouch. That this new feature will serve to “out” those fraudulent friending-maniacs is unnecessarily harsh to that unsuspecting student you sat next to freshman year. There...
Church and state rub shoulders in the Eternal City - two adjacent cultures with their own rhythms and pageantry. The crowd packing a conference room at Rome's Villa Aurelia last Friday morning - nearly all men, most in business suits - look like members of a political tribe. They greet each other with kisses on each cheek and chatter away as they await one of the most influential public figures in Italy, who is expected to deliver a key policy speech. At a few minutes after 10 a.m. the hubbub ceases, and all eyes turn to the man at the microphone...
...England's autumnal best. Clumps of olive trees and upright cypresses were shadowed by the brooding Monte Amiata. The whole ambience was distilled in the Brunello I was drinking. Seeing my red-wine-stained teeth, a friend handed me some freshly plucked sage leaves and instructed me to rub my teeth clean with them. "Old custom," he said. It worked! Brunello, made from the Sangiovese Grosso grape, is often referred to as Chianti on hormones - it's bigger, bolder and pricier. The Biondi-Santi winery in Montalcino is credited with making the first Brunello around 1888, and the firm still...