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...office, on a sofa beneath the lineup of defaced posters, and he doesn't look at all like the kind of fellow who can command $25 million a movie, his record-breaking salary for "The Patriot." He is wearing the usual - jeans and an untucked short-sleeve patterned shirt that is, frankly, a little loud - and he is fumbling through the tattered leather backpack he always carries, looking desperately for a light. Gibson smokes. He has tried hypnotists and nicotine gum and such, but quitting remains perhaps the one thing Mel Gibson cannot...
...took the stage. This patience paid off. The Burning Band tore into the music from the Spear's most famous song, "Marcus Garvey," and got heads nodding and bodies bouncing immediately. After five minutes or so of this jam, Burning Spear finally joined his band on stage. With his shirt partly tucked and his tie loosely knotted, the Spear seemed to make a rather casual nod toward formality. After introducing the lyrics to another of his '70s classics, "Jah No Dead," the Spear finished the tune out in the same manner that he would close many songs throughout the show...
...remember a photograph from one of Clinton's first visits to the Oval Office after his first election. He was wearing a short-sleeved sport shirt and was sprawling at his desk. He was drinking a large mug of root beer, and he had his large white thumb projecting through the handle around the tankard. The waves of vulgarity this picture gave off made me have the strong instinct that he was going to vulgarize the office of the presidency...
...death threats keep pouring in. There are rumors that Gloria Steinem wants me to turn in my SISTERHOOD IS POWERFUL T shirt, that Jesse Jackson says my soul is toast. They didn't even notice us Naderites for months--until, of course, their candidate decided to prove he isn't "wooden" by demonstrating how fast he could sink. Then, quicker than you could say, "Florida's Electoral College votes," that great, flabby, inchoate entity, the Democratic Party, morphed into a disciplined Leninist organization, dispatching its leading cadre with the message, "Vote for Nader, and you'll never eat lunch...
Nakamura's work, especially her skirts of square fabric stuck on wall, seems like Surrealism gone feminist-psycho mixed with attempts at cleverness gone sickeningly trite. She draws on the materials of appearance, like bas-relief shirt pockets and women's eyelashes, and claims that this is an "embodiment for emotion" using the things that mask our emotions, yet it just doesn't work. The felt shirt pockets put on a shelf merely recall the millions of other found and seemingly found objects that already call museums home...