Word: slagged
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...friends I used to dine with every day when I was a newspaper reporter. Outlook went even further by adding a simple bozo filter, which allows me to click on any message, select "Junk Mail" from a drop-down menu, and banish to the slag heap for eternity anything that arrives from that sender. The torrent of garbage hasn't diminished; I just don't see it anymore...
Flatly written, with detail piling upon detail like so much slag on a heap, Maynard's memoir returns repeatedly to the idea of emotional and literary honesty. "Some day, Joyce, there will be a story you want to tell for no better reason than because it matters to you more than any other," Salinger tells her. "You'll simply write what's real and true." Maybe this is it. But where Salinger, or many a better writer, would have fictionalized his truths, opening up new universes for the reader, Maynard sheds no light on anything beyond the little spotlight...
...flanks onto the villages below. As farmers tended to their carrot and cabbage fields, huge rocks showered on them and the scorching lava raced over the scalded ground. Ash-filled smoke plunged the land into darkness. There was nowhere to run. Nineteen people died, buried under tons of volcanic slag...
Nonsense, says Mike Godwin, staff counsel for the Electronic Frontier Foundation, who argues that because all of us have equal access to it, the Net relegates libel and slander suits to the slag heap of history. "People can say bad things on the Net and circulate them to a million of their closest friends," says Godwin. "So what? The Net's a level playing field." In other words, if someone defames you, you can get online and fight right back. After all, Godwin points out, the Net has been around in one form or another for decades, and no libel...
...group stumbled into a magnificent wreck. Water poured through a hole in the roof, mushrooms grew on the floor. "The theater was almost impassable," Stern recalls. "Plaster was all over the stairs, like an alpine slag heap. We each carried giant flashlights and wore hard hats. Birds were flying through, dropping their stuff as we passed. It was a mess, but of course a very romantic mess. Michael was quick to see not only the romance but the potential." What Eisner also came to see, after two years of tough negotiations, was a deal that included low-interest loans from...