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...news. "Murder had a blood red door," Susie tells us, "on the other side of which was everything unimaginable to everyone." In The Lovely Bones, Sebold takes us behind that red door; she imagines the unimaginable and in doing so reminds us that those missing girls aren't just tabloid icons or martyred innocents but real human beings who chewed gum and kissed boys and suffered and died. "Horror on Earth is real and it is every day," Susie tells us. "It is like a flower or like the sun; it cannot be contained...
DIED. ESTHER (EPPIE) LEDERER, 83, the tabloid Freud who, as ANN LANDERS, was the world's most widely syndicated columnist; in Chicago. The elder twin sister of advice maven "Abigail Van Buren," Lederer dispensed a daily dose of common sense to 90 million readers. Homey but frank, she endorsed masturbation as a safe alternative to abstinence and in 1971 cued a flood of letters to Congress urging federal support of cancer research. Before Oprah and Sally, there was Ann--the nation's big sister...
...will return from the Indies with his craft laden with gold and spices Losers ANNA KOURNIKOVA Tennis fem-bot upset at Wimbledon, then blows her top at a BBC interviewer. Her male fans are surprised to find she plays tennis?who knew? KEN LIVINGSTONE London mayor allegedly pushes tabloid reporter over a wall. Britons are excited?they haven't had a two-fisted politician since Thatcher BERNIE EBBERS Ex-WorldCom CEO summoned by U.S. Congress. That whole bull market thing during the '90s? Never mind. It was an accounting error...
Skakel is a Kennedy cousin--nephew of Ethel, Robert Kennedy's wife--and his money and connections have given the trial a lurid, surreal quality. At times it has read like a collage pieced together from tabloid clippings and TV-movie outtakes--a Kennedy here, an O.J. witness there. But the crime in question was very real, and the fact that for some it seemed to be solved at all--after 27 years on the books--is a triumph over hazy memories, bad luck and, above all, time...
...suggested the game involving predictions called “Most Likely To…” One person asks a question to the group, such as: Most likely to have their name printed in a supermarket tabloid. All the players must choose one of their friends that fits the bill. All of a sudden, when “Most Likely To...” became the game of choice, the relaxed spring breakers shed their cloaks of cool and displayed their pimply, freakish dork underbellies...