Word: youthful
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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Proponents of the plan emphasized that it will give three refurbished playing fields to a city neighborhood that does not have much open space. Preference will be given to youth-oriented activities on the site, they said...
...come to worship this false god of youth just as wayward, ancient Hebrews once knelt at the hooves of a golden calf. But perhaps there's a lesson there as well. Once the world's darling, that golden calf later found herself a tarnished cow, reduced to flashing her sagging udders at circus sideshows. Over time, self-loathing made her lactose-intolerant, and she died too young from an overdose of prescription-strength Dairy Ease[TM]. How do I know this? I just watched the whole sad aftermath during teen-idols week on VH1's Where Are They...
...Galileo's illegitimate children, born to his Venetian mistress Marina Gamba. Virginia and her younger sister had no social standing and no marital future. They were cloistered at the Convent of San Matteo, located near Galileo's home in the outskirts of Florence. A son, Vincenzio, frittered away his youth and musical talent before settling down to raise a family...
Students at my school are members of the Youth Coalition and Hands Are Not for Hitting, as well as gay-straight alliances. One friend is starting a program to help needy children, and another volunteers as a translator at a low-income medical clinic. Last summer I spent eight weeks in Latin America as a public health worker. Yes, a lot of teenagers do use drugs, need antidepressants and flunk out of school. But what about the rest of us? Why not pay attention to the simple, progressive things teenagers are doing? Have a little faith...
...mortifying circumstance is alleviated a bit by the fact that the song he is singing is called, ahem, "Nazi Girlfriend." The lyrics, though: "Her French is perfect/So is her butt." The ageing rocker wannabes, perhaps more mortified than most--both by the low, low volume of their evening of youth recaptured and by their own girlfriends' imperfect French and butt--begin yelling. And yelling quite audibly, since Iggy is after all singing acoustic. "Play some music" and "Please don't suck" and so on. So if there's one constant in Iggy Pop a.k.a. James Newell Osterberg's career...