Word: twilight
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...post-Harvard world: PARADIME. Did I spell it right? If not, it's only because my new word has not been broken in. In fact, I (gulp) never had a paradigm of my own. That's right--I was a man without a paradigm, suspended in a twilight zone of disbelief--until I reached the Kennedy School...
This was drama as rant, an explosion of bad manners, a declaration of war against an empire in twilight. The acid tone, at once comic and desperate, sustained Osborne throughout a volatile career as playwright, film writer (Tom Jones) and memoirist (A Better Class of Person). More important, it stoked a ferment in a then sleepy popular culture. Anger's curdling inflections and class animosities were echoed in the plays of Joe Orton and Edward Albee (Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf? is a direct descendant), in Dennis Potter's savage TV scripts and in a generation of performers, from...
...John Paul approaches the twilight of his papacy, the question arises -- who will be the next Pope? For more than 450 years before Karol Wojtyla's elevation, the papacy was held by Italians. And when the present Polish experiment is over, some Vatican insiders insist that the Holy See will be returned to its traditional caretakers. "You can bet your last dollar that the next Pope will be one of ours," said one up-and-coming Roman prelate. "I don't know who it will be, but he'll be Italian...
...Hudlins have described Cosmic Slop as a "multicultural Twilight Zone"; but the description promises both too much and too little. In one of the three half-hour episodes (which are running throughout the month), the statue of a saint comes to life, forcing a barrio priest to grapple with issues of religion and faith. In another, a ghetto layabout and his abused girlfriend are visited by a mysterious messenger who delivers a rifle along with a note telling them to "wait for instructions." Despite the supernatural overtones, the stories are too dramatically murky to have passed muster on Rod Serling...
Even though F. Scott was Princeton's literary poster boy, he couldn't help marveling at "Yale's hard, neat, fascinating brightness." For him, Yale "evoked the memory of a heroic team backed up against its own impassable goal in the crisp November twilight, and later, of half a dozen immaculate noblemen with opera hats and canes standing at the Manhattan Hotel bar. And tangled up with its triumphs and rewards, its struggles and glories, the vision of the inevitable, incomparable girl...