Word: wildness
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...JUST WILD ABOUT...
Last week's federal indictment repeats many of the allegations made earlier by the pension funds' lawyer, Michael Manning, that there were "wild swings" in Symington's declarations of net worth, depending on whether he was trying to procure a loan or escape repaying it. At one point in 1991, according to the indictment, Symington listed his net worth at $4 million for one lender; six weeks later, he told another lender he was $4.1 million in debt. Symington's lawyer, John Dowd, calls these "unintended errors and omissions.'' To confuse the issue, Symington's wife Ann Olin Pritzlaff Symington...
...Homer, as for another great and underrated artist, his contemporary Rudyard Kipling, man is at constant war with his surroundings in a world that cares nothing about him and gives him no natural allies. The moment you step from the social path, where security is an illusion, all becomes wild and strange, and Homer's work abounds in metaphors of this. One of the most piercing is Fox Hunt, 1893, which portrays the animal as existential hero. A starving red fox, set with Japanese simplicity and directness against a field of white snow, is harried by sinister crows that, though...
...from close friends and a laugh track. Instead he goes to Paris and befriends a beautiful French zookeeper named Julie whose wardrobe, despite the potential grubbiness of her work, is limited to lace sweaters and snug-fitting leather bell bottoms. "You're so sexy," George tells her, "even the wild animals love you." That line wouldn't get most men very far. But here, in the glamorous, goofily lewd world of Strangers, it proves winning. Before we know it, George is relieving Julie of her bra. On camera...
...actually got to look inside a twister on June 21, 1992, when I was fishing at Skagway Reservoir, east of Cripple Creek, Colorado. Around noon, I saw dark skies building to the west, and people smarter than I started leaving. Shortly after 2, a wild cloud formation appeared about half a mile to the west. Great white fingers developed from the left and right and flowed quickly toward a black, horizontally rolling cloud, which lifted to reveal a huge, whirling black vortex coming straight at me. I threw myself to the ground but couldn't help watching. The outside...