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Except for the barking of stray dogs, the Inlet is a quiet neighborhood, not because of its tranquillity but because of its gaps -- vacant lots where houses were razed and replaced by fields of pink clover, Queen Anne's lace and beer-bottle shards. Here and there are anachronistic gestures to elegance -- carved laurels in a window casement, a Victorian turret, delicate porch columns -- that lend the scene the haunted air of a horror-movie set. At times the Inlet seems just a bad joke. Standing over one bunker-style housing & project is a billboard touting one of developer Donald...
...with abandon. The surface seems to store light, like stone. It is opaque; you can't see through it or even into it. It is not about space. Besides, the inlaid, modular, even puzzle-like surfaces of Scully's recent canvases prevent the eye from roaming them too freely. Stray out of one box and you finish in another, not on a free horizon. Hence the density, the lack of spaces between things, which adds to the gravity of Scully's work. It has something to do with the largeness of architecture. But it is painting, all the way through...
...photos they look like something the cat dragged in. The rockabilly Stray Cats, that is. The solemn girl with the spiky aura of bleached hair -- she's the lead singer, right? And the dude with the shoulder-length curls -- for sure, he'd be at home pounding away on a battery of Slingerlands...
...raids now igniting the occupied territories. Last month three dozen settlers went on a rampage in the Palestinian village of Kifl Harith, near Nablus, smashing and burning property, shooting animals and spraying houses with hundreds of rounds of automatic fire. A 16-year-old Palestinian girl was killed by stray bullets as she hid in her home. The Arab city of Hebron is a frequent target of Jewish raiders from nearby Kiryat Arba. Daily patrols of heavily armed settlers cruise the streets to prove they can still move freely around the city...
...lurch backward to the thuggish practices of the Cultural Revolution may be the only way it knows to deal with another kind of madness: popular anger. At the time of the massacre, many citizens were so incensed that the P.L.A. was being used against the people that they ambushed stray groups of soldiers with fire bombs, bricks, clubs, even bare hands. Later, outgunned and powerless, the resistance turned to words. In the shadow of the Beijing Hotel, a young man spotted a military helicopter hovering over Tiananmen and wrathfully wished destruction on it. "Fall down!" he cried. "Fall down!" Across...