Word: sermonizers
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...steps toward the executive offices in Pretoria's imposing Union Buildings, Mandela is preaching what amounts to a sermon of reassurance and inclusion. He stresses over and over that all the minorities -- 5 million whites, 3.5 million coloreds and 1 million Asians -- will be valued for their contributions and have nothing to fear from his government. He says not only that whites should stay, but also that those who left in recent years should come back and help rebuild. "They have knowledge, skills and expertise," he says. "We are going to need them. We are going to rely on them...
...goal of many a modern mystery writer to merge sadism with sociology. If you unleash a serial killer to prey on the young and vulnerable, you'd better add something -- a sermon about society's ills, keen human insight -- so that your movie (The Silence of the Lambs), novel (The Alienist) or TV series doesn't appear irredeemably sordid. If it is done right, author and audience can enjoy the best of both worlds: luridness without guilt...
Like Wallace, Frank Potts was a good neighbor to the 300 residents of Estillfork, Alabama. He helped widows cut wood and brought friends oranges from Florida, where he worked each year as a fruit picker. To some, he could sound like a preacher in full sermon. "I found Frank Potts to be the kind of person you could trust," says James Robert Henshaw, who once hired Potts to cut trees and haul wood. "I found Frank Potts to be just like...
...however, each defense lawyer was offering a distinct case for his client's acquittal. The government had built a case on "lies and deception," boomed Abouhalima's attorney in a closing argument that sounded more like a sermon. Ayyad's lawyer was less passionate, plodding through a four-hour summation that had the jurors nodding with fatigue. On one occasion, the judge fell into a deep sleep and had to be nudged awake by a court clerk...
Blue, however, is neither a sermon on AIDS nor a tirade against the healthy: it is a personal meditation of enormous poetry. The director, with disturbing honesty, addresses the irreconcilable differences between those who are terminally ill and those who are not. The film forces the viewer to confront the hypocrisy surrounding AIDS. While awareness is necessary, there is a gulf separating those exhibiting a quilt and those whose names are inscribed on it. Reflecting on living with disease and on mortality, Jarman concludes, "For blue, there are no boundaries or solutions...