Word: strutted
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...literally peerless voice. Though “Joy” definitely owes something to U2’s rediscovery of feel-good anthems, Jagger’s old-school inflection and nasal twang a la Billy Corgan gives the chorus “Jump for joy” a strut that Bono seems almost incapable of these days. “Hide Away” is so infused with trademark Jagger-swagger it would turn new-found fan Britney green. Jagger alternates between wailing like a saxophone and muttering like a gangster, “Make sure that I never...
...near-stupidity. The recollected premonitions in dreams about soccer teams made up of airplane pilots, for example. Stupidity is evil's dimwit half-brother. It dawns on you as you watch the tape that bin Laden may be like one of those not quite bright real-life hoods who strut around with the Godfather movies unreeling in their minds, the theme music playing in their inner ears; Al Pacino has given them the dialogue, a myth of themselves. Bin Laden is the John Gotti of jihad...
...only do we strut through the Yard knowing a Harvard diploma is coming our direction, but we receive padded grades that further inflate our confidence and sense of self-importance. Though we receive a stellar education at Harvard, it is an education with little relevance to our national crises and with little practical use to the country. We are a group of 6,500 equipped with nothing but an impractical grasp of the humanities, a methodical understanding of the sciences and, worst of all, an ego that has us convinced we really do know best...
...Nature study entitled “Mobile Phones as Lekking Devices Among Human Males,” suggests that cell phones also serve as male props for a theatrical New Economy mating game. (A “lek” is, in nature, an area where males convene to strut and females come to judge potential mates.) Researchers from the University of Liverpool observed that men in trendy pubs fidgeted with their phones periodically, removed them from jacket pockets to examine the LED-screen, checked messages though they had not received a call, verified the battery life, and laid them...
...success spoiled Mark Morris? Not even slightly. In his glorious production of Four Saints, the singers are relegated to the orchestra pit, while St. Teresa (Michelle Yard), St. Ignatius (John Heginbotham) and 12 "assorted saints" swoop, skip, strut and tango across the stage, bringing out all the fun in an opera that, since its 1934 premiere, has been embraced almost solely by devotees of the avant-garde. Skating atop Stein's nonsensical wordplay ("Once in a while and where and where around around is as sound and around"), Morris has created a heavenly playground full of beautiful saints who dance...