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15:59 UK time, Monday, 21 November 2011
A look at the stories ranking highly on various news sites.
There is criticism of a new Bill in the US for seemingly classifying pizza as a vegetable.ÌýThe legislation passed by CongressÌýhas been rubbished by commentators for being based on the idea that a pizza contains two tablespoons of tomato paste. But a popular Slate article goes one step further with the labeling of foods - saying that, to a botanist at least, there's . In fact, it says, the word has no scientific meaning. Vegetables can be fruits, roots, stems, stalks, seeds, or any part of a plant that we find edible.
It's become a film cliche to mock up a Time magazine front cover. The most recent is for the promotional pictures for George Clooney's latest film Ides of March. In honour of this, a popular Time magazine gallery counts down their staff's , from Ghostbusters to Zoolander. Possibly the most surprising is that this isn't a new device used in films - the first known fake Time cover is from the 1950 film Woman of Distinction.
Psychology professor Alexandra Horowitz says an old favourite of her students is to claim that . So to put this to the test, she compares her two-year-old son and four-year-old dog in a popular New York Times article. In her, admittedly unscientific, experiment she concludes there are striking similarities. But she warns that you wouldn't be doing your dog or child any good if you treated them like each other "unless your child is really into liver treats".
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The ever-popular in the Guardian following reported blubbing at a John Lewis Christmas advert. "It's just an advert for a shop," he reasons. "Given the fuss they were making, the tears they shed, you'd think they were watching footage of shoeless orphans being kicked face-first into a propeller," he says. And he's at pains to point out that failing to cry at an advert doesn't make him cold:
"I have cried at films from ET to Waltz with Bashir, at news coverage of disasters, at sad songs, and at the final paragraph of Graham Greene's The End of the Affair. I cried at these things because they were heartbreaking. And because none of them was an advert for a shop."
