Word: thumps
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Gathered around the floodlit enclosure at midnight, they sing that he will make peace: ya'ase shalom. The words refer to God, but as 300 worshippers thump tambourines and clap their hands in the warm night, they have someone else in mind. It is the rabbi. He shuffles through the crowd, small and bowed. They touch him for his blessing. He is a tzaddik, a holy man, a saint. "I will clean the people," he mutters. His arm winging like a metronome, Rabbi Yaakov Ifargan slings candles into a brazier until the flame rises 20 ft. and wax sizzles onto...
...hand with more vigor, Bradley's not that kind of guy, and he isn't about to start playing the game now. His speech meandered through a checklist of old-school Democratic mantras (funding social programs, ending discrimination) before it arrived on Gore's doorstep with a deafening thump. "I want to make it clear," he intoned, in case there was any confusion as to why he was standing there, "that I endorse Al Gore for president of the United States...
Republicans like to chest-thump that they follow their conscience, not the polls. But it's just as likely that they're following the klieg lights out of their post-impeachment media wilderness. The Gonzalez family--who took to crossing the street to the media encampment calling out "It's time to go live," the way other families announce "It's time for dinner"--ran an enviable press operation. The loopy, frequently hospitalized Marisleysis was hysterical over supposedly doctored photos of a smiling Elian but savvy enough to overshadow the Attorney General's press conference with her guided tour through...
...stretched out in the lower double, rocked luxuriously by the train's rhythm, starting awake briefly now and then to the thump of new passengers' gear being stowed and beds being made up. At dawn, after 10 stops, most of which we had slept through, we woke to peer down at the muddy train yard at Memphis, Tenn., where an engine problem kept us longer than scheduled. The lyrics of the Steve Goodman song ran through my head: "Changin' trains in Memphis, Tennessee, halfway home, we'll be there by morning, through the Mississippi darkness rollin' down...
...year-old and planted a rifle on him to cover it up. And then in 2,000 pages of riveting testimony, Perez yanked back a curtain on a dark, dime-store-novel world in which cops routinely frame the innocent by planting ("throwing down") drugs and guns, smack around ("thump") citizens on the street for kicks and perjure themselves ("join the liar's club") to get convictions...