it started with the death of Rachel Corrie. Rachel Corrie didn’t die in Iraq. She died before all that, before the twenty-four-hour coverage of young American soldiers in battle and of charred tanks and of the nightly bombing of Baghdad that seemed as regular as the evening fireworks over Disney World.
Never have I read a more moving and compassionate piece than Zehme’s story on Greene. In a journalistic climate where other writers have joined a frenzy to beat Greene into the ground, Zehme draws us into the life of a man who had been on top of the world and who overnight fell to unbelievable depths.
EMPLOYEE OF THE MONTH: To come up with her unique insight on the human spirit, sex columnist STACEY GRENROCK WOODS often puts herself on the front lines. But she really extended herself this month after one reader inquired about the differences between male and female selfstimulation.
IF WE'RE GOING TO BE renaming products like Frenchvanilla ice cream and french fries so we can keep buying them, let's hope someone is working on some new names for Sophie Marceau. Flow does Stephanie Marcus sound? Or Sylvia Marks? Because it would be a shame to have to boycott this lovely woman just because of her controversial citizenship.
the 9 most remarkable things in culture this month
"We sit cross-legged on the futon in his bedroom. He hands the pipe to me. I place it to my lips and our eyes meet. 'Ready?' he asks. "I nod my head. "He lights the white rocks at the end of the pipe and I draw. A dreamy, warm smoke fills my lungs and goes immediately to a place inside me that I have been unable to reach my entire life.
WHAT SHOULD A GUY SMELL LIKE? A recent Esquire online poll revealed that a surprising 64 percent of the ladies prefer we always wear cologne. Unfortunately, the poll didn't tell us which one. We're going to ignore the stuff our tyrant ex-girlfriend gave us and make a fresh start with the new Essenza di Zegna, from suit maker Ermenegildo Zegna.
NO ONE GETS IT DONE BECAUSE he wants to. You do it ’cause you oughta or you gotta, and that’s that. Real life ain’t High Noon, and you’re no Gary Cooper, yet a man still has to do what a man has to do. Death’s slow train is past your power to halt, but you may as well delay it for a while, even if you’re not shtupping Grace Kelly.
For single men who want a guarantee that at they'll get sweaty with their dates, may we suggest the new gimmick called circuit dating. The idea: a round-robin exercise circuit in which ten men and ten women contort themselves in a series of compromising positions with their clothes on—often followed by smoothies in the café.
This month, 249 of the country's most painfully awkward adolescents will converge on Washington, D. C., for a shot at becoming the National Spelling Bee champ. Even if you don't plan on catching the action live on ESPN on May 29, you shouldn't miss Spellbound, the captivating documentary from Jeff Blitz and Sean Welch that follows eight superspellers on their way to the 1999 finals.
AS COFOUNDER OF ID SOFTWARE, John Carmack popularized the morally reprehensible video game a decade ago with the now infamous Doom. He'll soon raise Joe Lieberman's blood pressure again with Doom III, which sets a startling new level of realism for games with a startling amount of violence, in his spare time, he's a rocket scientist.
TWO MORE BOOKS FOR YOUR SHELF in The Teammates (Hyperion; $23), David Haiberstam follows ex-Red Sox greats Johnny Pesky and Dom DiMaggio on a final visit to Ted Williams. Vendela Vida's And Now You Can Go (Knopf; $20), about a woman reevaluating life after being mugged, warrants more attention than her relationship with Dave Eggers.
BY JENNIFER LEE CARRELL, AUTHOR OF THE SPECKLED MONSTER, A NEW BOOK ABOUT THE DISEASE Smallpox has killed more people through history than the bubonic plague and all 20th-century wars combined. George Washington, whose face was scarred from a bout of smallpox he caught in Barbados, had his troops inoculated for fear of British bioterrorism, it was originally dubbed "the small pox" to distinguish it from "the great pox"—syphilis.
HOW MUCH CAN A MAN EAT? Find out at one of these eating contests. Chicken wings: May 31, Chicago. Watermelon: July 3-6, Cave City, Kentucky. Hot dogs: July 4, Coney Island, New York. Ribs: July 18, Lincoln City, Oregon. Blueberry pie: August 8, South Haven, Michigan.
WHEN YOU PICK UP THAT WINE LIST and start reading from right to left (price first), you're looking to spend as little as possible without coming off as the chintziest bastard In town. You search up and down until you find your winner—the second-least-expensive bottle on the menu.
What to get before you head out on the highway, piusa few quick questions for a man who speeds for a living
CAR OF THE MONTH Porsche-like handling and 287 hp made Nissan's 350Z one of our favorite sports cars last year. Then designers added a view: At the touch of a button, the soft top of the Z roadster folds into its curvy body. And just in time for summer.
THIS MEMORIAL DAY weekend, the affable Brazilian will try for his third consecutive victory at the Indianapolis 500—a feat never before accomplished at the Brickyard. Here, he gives us the skinny on cars, music, women, and what happens when you combine all three.
ESQUIRE'S ANSWER FELLA believes that there are no stupid questions, just stupid people who don't ask questions, fearing they'll look stupid. So ask Answer Fella anything. If he doesn't know the answer, he'll find out who does, or who has a guess that sounds right.
Rule No. 59: Lemme is the best of the faux contractions, followed by gimme. Rule No. 188: There is no more extreme tyrant than the assistant manager at your local P. F. Chang's. Rule No. 801: Never trust a woman who refers to her breasts as separate entities (e.g., "the girls").
Barbecue season has officially begun, and unless you want to be just another guy standing with his wiener in his hand and wearing a blue polo shirt and khaki shorts, you should consider picking up one of these. For ten years,, Tommy Bahama has been outfitting the man who pictures himself living on some Caribbean beach, even if he, like the company, is based in dank Seattle.
Question: How can I pull Off cargo pants in the office?
Answer: Throw on a bunch of muted, classic layers for the carefully disheveled, preppy look. THE DETAILS: Cotton-twill cargo pants ($54) by TIMBERLAND; linen shirt ($73) and leather belt ($35) by TOMMY HILFIGER; silk knit tie ($75) by ROBERT TALBOTT; linen-and-cotton polo sweater ($425) by CANALI; three-button single-breasted cashmere-and-silk sport coat ($1,795) by RAVAZZOLO; leather messenger bag ($595) by JOHN VARVATOS; suede loafers ($285) by BOSS HUGO BOSS; steel-and-sapphire-crystal "Aquagraph" chronograph ($2,800) by TAG HEUER.
COOLER IN THE SHADES Trends in eyewear should be as fleeting as those in hosiery, so once you find glasses that look and feel good, we suggest you hang on to them until it's time for the cataract glasses and sock garters. That said, one style that has consistently passed muster over the decades is the aviator, originally designed for pilots (very cool), then established on our civilian faces by the likes of Ray-Ban in 1937.
A Chinese Thriller M. Night Shyamalan never made a sequel to The Sixth Sense. An impressive show of restraint, that. Danny and Oxide Pang, on the other hand:not so restrained. Their film. The Eye, is a dark and twisty story about a woman who sees dead people.
When was the last time you read a great boxing story?
<p>SITTING in the big white press tent out back of Caesars, wondering whether Snackus Maximus is serving lunch, is a lesson in boxing history named Bob Foster. No, not that fat guy— he’s a writer—but the guy a couple of seats over, the skinny black dude wearing the ball cap and the lumber jacket.</p>
THE EQUIPMENT KUTKIT'S STYPTIC SWABS promise to stop bleeding caused by nicks and cuts, sans Charmin. To test the claim, I turn to a guy who knows from bleeding: veteran cut man Tommy Gallagher, 62, of Gleason's Gym in Brooklyn, who cornered for ex-middleweight champ Vito Antuofermo.
THE BETTING MAN Cheer the Batter, Bet the Ump TO BETTORS, the best baseball umpires are not the ones you never notice. The umps who make you money are the ones you notice most. In an ideal world, each umpire would be interchangeable with every other— they would have identical strike zones and no personal styles, like the machines that judge serves in tennis.
1. We save your belly-button lint. We're knitting it into a tea cozy. 2. There are secret classes for girls in elementary school where we learn the names of flowers, colors, and spices. Why do you think we can use celadon, cardamom, and nasturtium all in one sentence? 3. We don't like ordering first because we're not sure if you're having an appetizer.
<p>DEPENDING ON your respective tolerance for living relics of the cold war and Hollywood mythomaniacs, it may or may not surprise you to hear that in Comandante— Oliver Stone’s record of his schmoozefest with Fidel Castro—Fidel comes off lots better than Ollie.</p>
» ACTORS WHO PERENNIALLY PLAY eccentrics often turn out to be painfully mundane, we were thus happy to discover that Crispin Glover—known for his oddball turns as George McFly, the rathoarding Willard, and the villainous Thin Man, the role he reprises this month for Charlie's Angels: Full Throttle—is anything but ordinary.
THE TECH IN AN EFFORT to salve hangovers, I always remove the overhead fluorescent lights at my office. A secondary benefit is that my computer monitor is reflected into my glasses, giving me that intense, Hollywood hacker glare. Even if you can't bust into NORAD, you can affect the war Games look with the EluminX keyboard from Auravision.
From Every Sphere is mysterious, disarmingly beautiful, and the summer's first greaualbum
JUST TWO YEARS AGO, quiet was the new loud. Or so most rock critics thought when they hurled four-star huzzahs at the so-called new acoustic movement—a motley collection of self-pitying singer-songwriters who thought more of Simon and Garfunkel than Lennon and McCartney.
All those other sports just make things too easy. Golf is the game that gets you in touch with your inner tough guy:
IT IS THURSDAY and I am clinging to the edge of a steep, wet hill above a dank lake full of oversized frogs. I am hooked tenuously to the ground by the cleated soles of my shoes. My hips are at an angle I’ve never experienced before, tilted forward and out, as if I were about to drop a child legs.
» IN HIS ROOKIE YEAR On the PGA Tour, the 22-year-old Australian is making a statement with his game (18th on the money list), his outspoken Christianity, and his throwback threads. CONNELL BARRETT ESQ: So what's up with the wardrobe? AB: I don't like to blend in.
stacey grenrock woods I always feel like such a shit-heel when I try to talk dirty. You know: "Oh, yeah, baby, put a Louisiana lip lock on my love pork chop. Yeaaah." What do I say? Not that. Neither chops nor states have any place in the lexicon of sexy talk (with the possible exception of Vermont, which is weirdly attractive).
The star of THE MATRIX TRILOGY talks about sex scenes, extreme pain, and her friendships with cows.
<p>It’s not as if she’s totally ignored. Carrie-Anne Moss is the subject of a respectable number of heavybreathing fan Web sites, has logged a few minutes on Jay Leno’s couch, has signed plenty of autographs. But compared with other Matrix phenomena—her stoic costar Keanu Reeves and those much-imitated slow-motion high kicks, say—the Canadian actress seems kind of overshadowed.</p>
Finally, mercifully, here comes the hot season. It's lobster rolls and lighthouses. It's rodeos and redfish. It's Pedro on the mound, Tiger on the tee, and Serena at the net. It's long days, short naps, deep lakes, slow nights. It's that last cold beer at the bottom of the cooler. It's summertime—the greatest season of them all—and here's how to live it right.
OUR EXPERT: DR. RICHARD DART, DIRECTOR, ROCKY MOUNTAIN POISON AND DRUG CENTER First of all, do not handle serpents in an attempt to demonstrate your faith in the Lord. If you do get bitten, do not cut into the fang marks and attempt to suck out the venom.
Lucky for you, brah, the worst time to surf is the best time to learn There's a great blue buffalo coming to you, a wave as tall as Dikembe Mutombo, as gracefully tapering as an airplane wing. Imagine what it will be like to catch this mighty wall of living energy—to leap to your feet, freefall across the face, weightless but in control of the wave's predictable unfolding geometry.
<p>1. Wake up early in a lighthouse. The Rose Island Lighthouse in Newport, Rhode Island, offers you the keeper's apartment in exchange for some light lighthousekeeping duties. roseislandlighthouse.org. 2. Skinny-dip. in the ocean, tough guy. Learn why they make sandpaper out of sand.</p>
One day not too long ago, I walked into a swank new Mexican "cantina" and boldly ordered the house margarita. When it arrived, I suspected foul play. It had these green shreds in it, y'see, like somebody mistook it for a taco and zapped it with lettuce.
We cast our lines at the newly risen sun, and though our sinkers plunked down well short of the mark, we waded backward out of the flashing silver sea with the considerable satisfaction of men who had kept their appointments. How many others could make that claim? None in sight.
Below, the best places in the contiguous forty-eight to take a flying leap. Maps and directions: www.swimholes.com/esquire_cliff_dive.html. Tish Tang, Willow Creek, California California's only drive-up nude beach, although plenty of unnaked people also make the trip.
Produce is like people: temperamental. it has its good days, its bad days, and, in the case of the upcoming season, its very best days. Here's what to buy when, and how to be picky about it. PEACHES Prime time: Late May through July. What you're looking for: Plump, fragrant fruit with velvety skin and a well-defined seam.
Remove your pants, knot the ankles together, gather the waist, and blow air into the opening. Bunch the waistband with one hand, sealing the opening, and put the knot behind your head. Reinflate as necessary.
OUR EXPERT: DR. JOSEPH BURNETT, EDITOR OF THE JELLYFISH STING NEWSLETTER A mean sting from a sea nettle. lion's mane, or Portuguese man-ofwar will cause intense pain and maybe temporary nerve paralysis, but it's not gonna kill you. Mostly it'll cause panicked beachgoers to try a variety of ridiculous folk remedies, like peeing on the skin.
Or, more accurately, how to know what you should be fishing for. Every species attracts a different type of angler. Here, a handy guide. TROUT Smart, fickle, and sensitive enough to be startled by the slightest noise, trout mimic the generations of Williams grads who have hunted them with fly rods.
I’ve never been a summer guy. No apologies: Summer is for gentiles—souls with lighter hearts, faster cars, and less back hair. I’d rather sweat indoors, with the shades pulled down and the AC on max. Surf’s up? Bite me. Cleavage? Gimme Hooters.
Better be prepared to go whole hog if you want to cook a whole hog. We're talkin' twenty-four hours of work here. You'll start noon Saturday for a Sunday-afternoon meal. Order a 125-pound pig through your butcher—be sure to give him a few days' notice—and have him gut it.
All you need is a body of water, a tub of Vaseline, and a nice melon. 1. Establish the playing field. A corner of a pond or a calm lake works well. 2. Use markers from nature—trees are good—to delineate the in-bounds area. 3. Choose teams. Two men and two women per team.
OUR EXPERT: BOB EVANS, CANINE FRISBEE WORLD CHAMPION
1Any breed can do it, but those with herding instincts—shepherds, collies, Malinois— do it best. 2 If you begin by launching the Frisbee, the dog will learn how to fetch, not catch. Start by passing the disk right into his mouth. Then try holding it above his head so he's forced to jump.
OUR EXPERT: BOB ROCHE, PRESIDENT, AMERICAN ASSOCIATION OF NUDE RECREATION (EASTERN REGION)
GENEVIEVE J. ROTH
> Take your clothes off. Wearing a swimsuit at a nude beach is about as appropriate as going bottomless at a bat mitzvah. > Don't have sex on the beach. Nudism isn't about sex. It's about nudism. > Protect your special purpose. In all ways.
What happens at a rodeo is there’s dry summer dust flying everywhere and the dust sticks to people’s hats. You see that and it makes you want a hat. This is one reason rodeos have so many people selling hats. The guy at the booth where I bought my hat opened his wallet for change, but not really for change.
OUR EXPERT: JON SNYDER, OWNER, IL LABORATORIO DEL GELATO
No matter what flavor you're making, ingredients are paramount: the freshest cream, the freshest milk, the best vanilla, the finest chocolate. Fruit flavors are even trickier because the ice cream becomes almost wholly dependent on the quality and ripeness of the fruit.
Ten thousand toasted marshmallows from now, you're gonna be very glad you did this
What you'll need to make a forty-two-inch firepit: 2 screwdrivers a piece of cord (at least two feet long) a shovel 8 sixty-pound bags of concrete 36 firebricks, each two inches by four inches by eight inches 72 decorative bricks, each two inches by four inches by eight inches
Below, local knowledge from three of the worlds most sweltering
The Danakil Depression, Ethiopia The heat: Known as"the hellhole of creation, "this low-tying salt desert frequently gets midday tempera tures of 120 degrees. The Locals A nomadic tribe of Kalashnikov-toting salt miners known as the Afar. And Don Johanson paleoanthropolcigist and finder of the "Lucy" fossil.
We didn’t miss all the buses because we got stoned at the Yes concert at Roosevelt Stadium in Jersey City. We missed all the buses because we insisted on also getting stoned after the Yes concert, and now it was midnight and we had no way to get back to Penn Station in New York.
I'm at the airport. Go to the counter. The guy working behind it has his head down because he’s looking at the computer. I’ll say, “Is flight 754 on time?” And before he even looks up, he’ll say, “Curt Gowdy! How are you?” The better you feel, the better you sound.
Dad was a very physical man. As his illness progressed, those, memories remained the strongest
<p>“I knew it would happen one day; I just didn’t expect it to happen so soon.” Late summer, 1995. My father and I were lounging, fittingly enough, poolside at my parents’ home in Los Angeles. He had recently revealed publicly that he had been diagnosed with Alzheimer’s disease, and his powers of recollection had begun to falter—imperceptibly perhaps to strangers but more obviously to those who knew him best.</p>
What do you call a tought old ball buster from Cleveland with no money, no shame, a lousy attitude, and crumbs all over his shirt? Dad.
<p>I find my father everywhere—in the mirror, of course, in the cupid’s bow of my four-year-old son’s lips, in the tugging of my heart toward rage even as my hair goes white, and in the hate and hurt whetted in my family’s soul. I find my father because I want to find him, because I grew up without him, starving for him, because I’m still greedy to redeem our love.</p>
<p>Vincent D’Onofrio did not tell me he loved me. Of course not. it I knew from the way he was standing so close; he was breathing on me. On my neck. He was behind me, hunched over me as I sat and typed. His mouth but a whisper from my ear: “This is so intense. This is so intense. This is so intense.” </p>
<p>The Words The Koran is considered the word of God as revealed to the prophet Muhammad. It contains 114 chapters categorized by length—longest to shortest—in verse form. Muslims reiterate that the Koran, which means "recitation," is meant to be read aloud and in Arabic.</p>
Islamic fundamentalism has its roots in the fiery post-world War II writings of Egyptian philosopher Sayyid Qutb, who felt that the Islamic governments of the time were morally bankrupt. « It is blasphemous to depict Muhammad. Time Asia was reminded of this the hard way, when it ran an image of the prophet inside an April 2001 issue.
It was my first slumber party, and I didn't want to go. "You're expecting me to spend the night with someone who throws rocks a cats?" I asked my dad. "You're damned right," he said. "Now get the hell overt here.
<p>My parents were not the type of people who went to bed at a regular hour. Sleep overtook them, but neither the time nor the idea of a mattress seemed very important. My father favored a chair in the basement, but my mother was apt to lie down anywhere, waking with carpet burns on her face or the pattern of the sofa embossed into the soft flesh of her upper arms.</p>
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Everyone's still in shock after hearing that Esquire's mascot, Esky, is retiring after nearly seventy years on the job. And what's a magazine without a mascot, right? So we're looking for Esky's replacement. And we're gonna need some help.