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...FRED PEASE. But a coalition of environmental, recreation and peace groups says the reservations would create a giant supersonic battleground where low-flying aircraft and the flares and radar-jamming aluminum-silicon fibers they drop pose a threat to wildlife and motorists. "Have you ever had an F-16 scream over your head at 200 feet?" asks GRACE POTORTI, director of the Rural Alliance for Military Accountability, based in Reno, Nev., which is joining a lawsuit against the Defense Department. The most hotly disputed area: the remote Owyhee Canyonlands of Idaho, Oregon and Nevada, where efforts by the Air Force...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Unfriendly Skies | 5/4/1998 | See Source »

...shooters running on the ground or ducking in and out of entryways. But thoughts of his safety never cross his mind. He understands that he can be killed, but he knows this is the core of his work, and he feels an absolute peace. Sometimes gang members scream out angrily, "Get out the way, Brother Bill. Move...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: In The Line Of Fire | 4/20/1998 | See Source »

...Hytner, the man responsible for the intense, fiery The Madness of King George and The Crucible. Whereas with those films, the attention centered on the passionate and dramatic acting, his sparse directing style makes this movie feel slightly sitcom-ish. The scenes don't particularly flow well (some parts scream for commercial breaks), and it jumps from melodrama to obvious comic relief without much attempt at subtlety. Hytner seems lost as to what genre the movie actually belongs in. Rare scenes echo with the light, schmaltzy appeal of a romantic comedy, some seem amateurish (reminiscent of high school plays...

Author: By Soman S. Chainani, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Highlighting Stereotypes is Not Funny | 4/17/1998 | See Source »

...discover some new activity I cannot do. On Sunday night, I braved the stereotypes of labyrinthian corridors and found myself in Mather House for dinner. To my surprise, there was real ice cream being served. I happily approached the gallon container, swept up the scooper, dug in and screamed. We don't all scream for ice cream...

Author: By Baratunde R. Thurston, | Title: RSI Makes One Re-evaluate Life | 4/14/1998 | See Source »

...heard her crying softly, worried for Drew's safety. Her husband Dennis called to say authorities didn't know the whereabouts of their son. "Then," recalls Joyce Prater, a friend and former colleague who had stopped by for stamps, "the phone rang again. Pat let out a terrible, terrible scream, as though someone had died. I will never forget it as long as I live. By the time I ran back to see her, another employee said, 'She's already gone.' She just tore out of there." Prater was especially worried about her friend making the 25-mile drive...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Hunter And The Choirboy | 4/6/1998 | See Source »

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