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...morning they strap the baby into the high chair with a handful of Cheerios on the tray, then stay alert for the sound of his choking while they take a two-minute shower. They consider a week at their in-laws' a vacation and joke that they live at the Target store. They drive a big car not because they haul a lot of lumber but because it gives them a fleeting sense of control. Everything changes when they become parents--when life gets both richer and harder, and everything becomes a trade-off, and the self is no longer...
...fighting for a seat in Congress, it never hurts to strap yourself to a popular President. And if he doesn't happen to be a member of your own party--well, so what...
Each episode of Kratts' lands the brothers in a different part of the world--the Caribbean, South Africa, the Everglades--to study local animal life. Study is the wrong word, really; what the Kratts do best is hang out. They strap on diving gear and swim with manatees (they're the sea cows), giggling as they scratch the animals, because manatees, we learn, love to be scratched. In another episode, the brothers roll around in the mud with hyenas. When the Kratts travel to Australia's Great Barrier Reef, which they describe as "the world's greatest construction site...
Irritating. Endlessly irritating. The increasingly unintelligible, high-pitched whine of these wretched bugs cavorting in toilets and a jock strap is enough to cure anyone complaining of sanity. Sure, a barber shop quartet starring disease-carrying vermin rates high on anyone's cuteness scale, but after a funk number, or a gospel number, or the film's opening chorus...one just wants to crawl under a carpet and take a quiet...
...state of unease and vulnerability. The flight attendant still instructs us to fasten our seat belts and to bring our seat backs and tray tables to an upright position before takeoff--all the irritating in-flight punctilio, with its bloodless ritual language--but as we strap ourselves in, our minds are projecting fireballs, and calculating odds, and trying to calm themselves more urgently than before. The worst part of jet travel is our eggs-in-a-carton passivity: inert flesh encapsulated for a leap of faith that may be (we tell ourselves) as statistically acceptable as ever, but psychologically harder...