Word: telling
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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This contretemps calls for a bit of explaining, and Garcia Marquez flashes backward to tell all. A half-century of solitude earlier, Florentino enjoys a passionate, three-year romance with the schoolgirl Fermina, conducted entirely through the exchange of clandestine letters. His swooning preoccupation and physical distress arouse concern: "His mother was terrified because his condition did not resemble the turmoil of love so much as the devastation of cholera." But it is love, all right, and Florentino's symptoms grow worse when Fermina abruptly tosses him aside and later weds Dr. Urbino, the scion of an illustrious though fading...
...record straight, what I did tell The Crimson reporter was that Harvard is distinguished by being the only Ivy League university, and, indeed, one of the few major universities anywhere in the United States, to have no tenured professor of American women's history; nor has the history department made any commitment to dedicating any of its junior positions to this field on a permanent basis...
...populism can keep itself in motion without the prods of rancor. Even the villains of his moral fables -- the barracudas who devour little fish of all sorts ("barracudas swim very deep, where it's very dark; they can't even tell whether they are swallowing white fish or black fish") -- are not so much evil in their own waters, but mainly when they swim back at us from Taiwan. GE is attacked for selling goods made overseas with jobs the company took from America in the first place. Jackson's solution is to keep GE at home with a combination...
...contradictions extend to his personality. In public, the buttoned-down Gore is solemn and earnest. A joke among the press corps is, How do you tell Al Gore from his Secret Service protection? Answer: He's the stiff one. In private, he is funny and irreverent, a good mimic and storyteller. In the right setting he will debate not only the virtues of the Midgetman missile, but whether the Beatles were a better group than the Rolling Stones (yes, he says...
...guys were nodding off because the idea was too, like, subtle for them. So Fusco reached into a green plastic trash bag, pulled me out, made me sneeze, and I wiped my nose on Tartikoff's sleeve. Haaah! He loved it! Well, I guess you can tell, we actually didn't make that part up. Or the trash...