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...number of national media outlets. This coverage tends to presume that Shvarts’s project was remotely academic, which it was not.That Shvarts’s abortion adventure has been awarded this sort of earnest attention represents our biggest problem. In the academy, there has been such a rush to demonstrate a collective commitment to sociopolitical progressivism—to a tolerance of alternative sexualities and sexual lifestyles, that is—that we have suspended rigorous examination of these themes. Certainly, great strides have been in the academic area of gender studies, and the field does seem...
...millennium later, in our drastically different culture, we immediately relate to the 9th century provincial governor Taira no Kanemori ("Though I try to keep it secret,/ my deep love/ shows in the blush on my face./ Others keep asking me/ - Who are you thinking of?"). We recall the first rush of our own romances upon reading the 10th century aristocrat Fujiwara no Yoshitaka ("I always thought/ I would give my life/ to meet you only once,/ but now, having spent a night/ with you, I wish that I may/ go on living forever"). And we sympathize with the 9th century...
...Fixing the problem won't be easy. Sao Paulo currently has a program that obliges each car to be kept off the street during rush hour one day each week, as well as special bus lanes that help public transport move more easily. It recently announced an additional series of measures to help speed up the flow...
...self-interest demands that the College accept as few new upperclassmen as possible, at least until the great floods of ‘09 and ‘10 subside, so that there’s more room for us. Why, then, have some undergraduates been so quick to rush to the defense of this year’s aborted transfer applications...
...These exchanged insults drove the couple into a lustful frenzy. Frederick’s trousers bunched up around his knees, and Felicity’s moans increased in both pitch and volume. With each thrust, with each delicious rush of sensation, they swore oaths at each other. It was an apotheosis of spiteful desire, the consummation of years of recrimination and regret. “I hate you,” Felicity panted. “I hate you!” She raked her fingernails down his back...