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...battle cry of "we men are oppressed echoes the louder, more vehement shriek of "we conservatives are persecuted at this liberal hell-hole." True, Harvard got a fairly mild dose of the dread Political Correctness; Harvard's administrators are, thankfully, too smart to go around censoring people still, one faction of conservative students managed to paint itself as battered, beaten-down, eternally voiceless. This powerless bunch later went on to found 57 new conservative organizations and take over the Republican Club...
...worse. "Adolescence hits boys harder than it does girls," Keillor writes. "Girls bleed a little and their breasts pop out, big deal, but adolescence lands on a guy with both feet, a bad hormone experience. Your body is engulfed by chemicals of rage and despair, you pound, you shriek, you batter your head against the trees...
Others aren't so fortunate. "This girl named Allie was stumbling between groups of students next to Out-of-Town News, holding a bottle of vodka. She would find some people she vaguely recognized, thrust out her bottle, and in a squeaky voice, shriek, `Who wants a sip of Allie's Vodka? You want a sip of Allie's vodka!' Until a large police officer grunted, `I want a sip of Allie's Vodka!' and confiscated the bottle." recalls Exonian Matt Johnson...
...huge bass line and bottomless saxophones back up Richards and the unidentified female vocalist who sings the high notes. Standing in for the honky-tonk harmonica from the original studio version is a gut-wrenching menace that can barely shriek loudly enough to be audible over the constant pounding of the bass, drums and Richards' amazingly continuous guitar choruses...
...away the improbable series of events, and this is lacking in this production. At many points, Haahr ceases to be lovable and becomes merely annoying. Selig and Haahr spend too much time wandering around the set with no apparent purpose, screaming their lines at each other in an excited shriek. Both characters often seem to be engaged less in witty verbal sparring than in shrewish quarreling. The fault here lies with director Alexander Franklin and Elisabeth Mayer, who seem to lose control of the play's pace. The dialogue moves beyond hectic into overload. The tension and excitement, rather than...