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...Bush's Days in Uniform It's senseless to bicker over whether young George W. Bush played hooky from his Air National Guard duties in 1972 [Feb. 23]. Who among us would want his or her youthful exploits examined with such critical 20/20 hindsight? What is of greater concern to me is that Bush, after scoring poorly on a pilot-aptitude test, leapfrogged over 500 men who were waiting in line for a coveted position in the Texas Guard. Sadly, a man with money, powerful connections and poor test scores cut in front of qualified men fairly waiting their turn...
...come on Friday inside a crammed but quiet courtroom in lower Manhattan. The most serious charge against her, securities fraud, had been thrown out the previous week. But four counts remained--obstruction, conspiracy and two charges of making false statements. Stewart, grim-faced and dressed in her ritual uniform, a dark pantsuit, sat and showed no emotion as Judge Miriam Goldman Cedarbaum repeated the word guilty four times. Her daughter Alexis, 38, who had sat behind her throughout the trial, dropped her head into her hands and remained motionless for several minutes. Stewart is likely...
...enduring image of John Gielgud is that of a grand and dignified English gentleman. Think of that sonorous, burnished voice, those proud, aristocratic features. Then try and imagine him writing "[The] young men are certainly attractive, and of course they are mad costume and uniform fetishists, so my eye was continually titillated with corduroy, breeches, jackboots, et cetera!" That frisson of conflict between public and private man is part of the irresistible appeal of Gielgud's Letters, published this week. The 800-plus missives, written between 1912 and 1999, reveal a complex, often outrageous, character. Not only is Gielgud open...
...stairwell, under the exposed pipes and harsh lighting which welcomed me to work every day, the rules change. The conduct required beneath the chandelier in the main atrium or on the walkways of the garden is replaced by a coarse neo-Hobbesian code applicable only to those donning the uniform blues. Though clearly defined social distinctions exist within the group, an unwavering loathing of those not belonging to their Baltic tribal clique transcends all barriers. The Muslims hate the Christians and vice-versa, thanks to generations of ethnic and religious warfare, and no one seemed to like Benny very much...
...returned my crumpled uniform a week later, renewing a promise made weeks earlier that I’d never go back. But the words rang hollow even before I managed to squeeze them through my lips. I had made the same promise one year before, only to quickly learn that escaping the clutches of that underworld isn’t so easy. Once you’re on the inside, no matter how averse you are to its sordid characters and no matter how badly you want to keep yourself from going back, chances are you’ll find...