Word: sidewalkers
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...hours, more than 10,000 devotees planted themselves eight-deep on the sidewalk surrounding the nation's Zhongnanhai government compound, demanding that their Falun Gong sect, led by Li, receive status as a permitted group. The silent sit-in was by far the boldest protest in Beijing since the butchering of the pro-democracy movement almost exactly a decade ago. And the regime's response was just as stunning. Rather than attack, it granted leaders an audience with Premier Zhu Rongji...
...AWAKE AS DANIEL EASES THE CAR INTO a spot outside a pawn shop on 45th street. Eager to stretch our legs, we bound out of the car and onto the sidewalk. Good thing our moms told us to bring our jackets. It's a brisk 35 degrees outside, and there's a healthy, gusting wind along with a steady rain. We cling to the pawn shop window, taking shelter under its awning. Josh, who has brought along a change of clothes in order to avoid pre-audition wrinkling, decides that it is time to get dressed. We remove his garment...
...four-foot tall, crippled drunk beggar works the line. He's not having much luck. Some of the VJ wannabees are getting testy. An MTV staffer, charged with keeping the line orderly, observes the commotion with a smirk. Gesturing toward the hunch-backed bum, he launches into a sidewalk sermon...
...watch Momma's Little Girl, Jacqueline, pass through. We watch the Playpen patron pass through. It's our turn. At this point we have stood on a Manhattan sidewalk for five hours in the freezing rain and have accomplished absolutely nothing. If Aaron and Josh are turned away, our entire odyssey will be for naught. Our bouts of pneumonia--which we already feel coming on--will be in the name of no higher cause. In short, we will have to return to Harvard, cold, wet and beaten...
...WOULD THINK THAT AFTER SUBJECTING US TO INVASIVE MEDICAL PROCEDURES, MTV MIGHT HAVE LET us move inside and out of the rain. No such luck. We still have one more hour on the sidewalk. Now, however, we are out on Broadway beneath the windows of the MTV studios, and in an effort to suck every last drop of free publicity out of our suffering, we are offered "Wannabee a VJ" signs to carry while we wait. We decline the honor, but those around us embrace their servitude with glee...