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...liberal instincts is obviously genuine. After eight years of careful Clintonian positioning, it's refreshing. Compared with Kerry's packaged, tested, hollow rants against "special interests," Dean's straight talk is invigorating. He isn't haunted, as Kerry is, by the specter of Vietnam. Even the famous Iowa scream had more authenticity and fire than Kerry's labored recitation "Bring it on." Unlike Kerry, Dean has held a serious executive office--balancing budgets, reforming health care, innovating on civil rights. Kerry's undistinguished, flip-floppy Senate record is far less impressive...
Journalist Ken Auletta sounded off on the Dean Scream, Jayson Blair, and other issues facing the American media in a talk yesterday at the Harvard Book Store...
...fans scream in the cold at New York City's Idlewild Airport at the arrival of their four idols, whom they hadn't even heard of three months earlier. The press asks the mop tops when they're going to get a haircut, and George gets a laugh when he replies, earnestly, "I had one yesterday." In a crowded elevator, Paul lightens the mood by announcing, "Ladies and gentlemen, on your right you'll see the Washington Memorial." Running down a hotel corridor, George mimics the mob outside--"Ban the bomb!"--and John ad-libs, "Ban the Pope." Trapped...
...likes parties, sneakers and sex. Americans will just have to take it on faith, because entire songs fly by on Dizzee's debut album, Boy in Da Corner, in which nothing recognizable as a word rises above the computer-generated whirs and beats. Occasionally you can hear Dizzee scream his name, and attentive listeners might even catch him boasting about being unstoppable. But a lot of Boy in Da Corner sounds like Michael Caine speed-reading P. Diddy's biography in a video arcade...
...show treats this hackneyed six-degrees-of-fornication observation like a major insight. Like Sex and the City, Word clearly wants to be a font of urban-sexual trend spotting, romantic wisdom and magazine-ready catchphrases. (It ham-handedly drops words like hasbian--a former sapphist--as if to scream, "Look! We're cool! We get it!") But it could use more of Sex's sense of irony. Instead it earnestly believes its most trite observations are brilliant revelations; watching it is like spending an hour a week with an overconfident college sophomore. The L Word has lust and libido...