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- THE BEST OF 1992, Page 53
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- Standouts, from pained royals to royal pains to the
- aristocrats of talent
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- Most years are simply four digits. Except in
- Chinese calendars, very few acquire a real name. But 1992 was
- dubbed by Queen Elizabeth II, in a phrase destined to enter the
- language and future editions of Bartlett's, as an "annus
- horribilis." Such it was for her troubled brood, and for plenty
- of others as well. Controversy-mongers, big-name marital
- gladiators, pop-culture purveyors of belligerence, hard-core
- violence and kinky sex all achieved fame -- or its shady cousin,
- notoriety -- by doing things about which they wouldn't write
- home to Mother, much less the Queen Mother.
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- Yet 1992 offered more, far more, than that. Behind the
- noise and glitz and sleaze, some steady, talented, thoughtful
- people invented an energy-saving light bulb, encompassed
- American history in a seven-hour play cycle, sang fine old songs
- anew, created clever TV ads, ran record-setting Olympic races
- and captured cosmic echoes of the universe's Big Bang.
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- Could it be that there is a more persistently wholesome
- and positive strain in American culture than is dreamed of in
- Madonna's or even Dan Quayle's philosophy? How else explain the
- way Home Alone 2 and Aladdin have captivated the box office? The
- way Murphy Brown has prevailed with its own version of family
- values? The way Garth Brooks has sweetened the Billboard charts?
- (Oversweetened, some would say; but then, there are worse faults
- than blandness.) It may not be a solid trend, only a faint
- glimmering, a tiding. Even so, if the tiding is genuine, then
- it would be justified, with a suitable bow to the Queen, to
- rename 1992: annus terrificus!
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