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Vladimir putin wasn't able to rub out the Chechen guerrillas, Viktor Shenderovich remarked ruefully last Saturday, but he sure got us. Shenderovich, whose impishly satirical programs are wildly popular in Moscow, had just resigned from NTV, Russia's only privately owned nationwide network. A few hours earlier NTV as the Russian public knew it - opinionated, strident but often head and shoulders above the competition - had ceased to exist. In the early hours of the morning police and security guards hired by the network's new owners had taken over its studios and installed a new management headed by Boris...
...released on $3 million bail. The other main item was the assassination of the second-ranking member of the pro-Russian government in Chechnya, blown up while giving a TV interview in his home town. The attack once again demonstrated that Putin's confident promise a year ago to "rub out" Chechen leaders wherever they could be found - "in the latrine if necessary" - was little more than rhetoric...
...Trying to pump up children's IQs in artificial ways may also lead to increased stress on the kids, as the parents' anxiety starts to rub off. By four or five years old, the brains of stressed kids can start to look an awful lot like the brains of stressed adults, with increased levels of adrenaline and cortisol, the twitchy chemicals that fuel the body's fight-or-flight response. Keep the brain on edge long enough, and the changes become long-lasting, making learning harder as kids get older...
This poem, like much of Maxwell’s work, works out of a specific location in his own childhood. He read it polyphonically, letting the dry and witty formal turns rub against a more casual, Londoner-in-a-pub style of delivery—a pleasure in the poem as story. Before this reading, my acquaintance with Maxwell’s work was limited to his earliest poems, some of which, as he has himself admitted, are formally tight to the point of obliquity, and a sort of surreal terseness...
...There is the rub: as the exhibition's introductory placards, when they're not re-introducing Mrs. Gardner (what a great dame, look at how devout and open-minded she was, isn't Boston lucky to have had her, etc.), mention that although the figure of the cross does not arise simultaneously with Christianity, it becomes a strikingly powerful image by the Medieval period. So powerful, widely recognized and anticipated, apparently, that even a suggestion of a shape more or less in the cross family evokes the appropriate spiritual response...