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...seek employment and students to expand their horizons, though she does concede that certain risks--breaches of privacy, increased insulation from reality--will always exist. Neither is one of her visions the total dehumanization of interactions between users, for she recognizes that "[y]ou just can't share a sunset, a hot tub, or a hot meal over...
...most part, the East has a different philosophy in teaching horseback riding than the West does. I was taught how to ride in Wyoming by some cowboys who put me on a wild horse with no helmet and sent me off galloping into the sunset with a bunch of equally clueless beginners. Fortunately I survived this 'sink-or-swim' way of teaching without breaking my neck (only a few bruises), but obviously this is not how Boston Equestrian teaches riding or they'd in court every day facing massive lawsuits...
...image. Alone in the dark, facing his fears, the modern-day parent is a rugged individual of a new sort. We would be wrong to think of this sort of person as an unreflective suburbanite, locked into pre-fab group-think. While we may not ride out into the sunset alone anymore, there is a contemporary heroic individualism that deserves our respect...
...were innocent, in the '50s, we are often told. In the '50s, nice women like Donna Reed waited for their honest, hard-working husbands in modest homes on safe, tree-lines street. Their children learned to ride their bicycles and played games with the neighbor's kids--even after sunset. Trouble lay just under the surface, of course: people had to confront racism, McCarthyism and sexism; they built bomb shelters and thought about the Cold War. For the most part, though, these things remained submerged...
...lobby of the Chateau Marmont, a venerable Hollywood hotel located on the grungy end of the Sunset Strip, is one of Los Angeles' prime celebrity loci. It's a place where young male movie stars skulk about on bright, hot days in dark leather jackets and knit O.J. caps, as if they were second-story men in an old Dick Tracy comic. And here too, representing the not so tormented, not so still-living-in-James-Dean's-shadow side of stardom, we find Tori Spelling. She bounces in on top of a pair of bright-orange platform flip-flops...