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...Bhopal litigation is expected to dwarf those disputes. Approximately 2,000 people were killed and 200,000 injured by the lethal cloud of methyl- isocyanate gas from a Union Carbide pesticide plant (which the company last week announced will never reopen). "The worst industrial disaster mankind has ever known," charged Robins Zelle's formal complaint. India is seeking unspecified compensatory and punitive damages on behalf of itself, the victims and "future generations of victims...
...sealed tank was designed to keep the deadly MIC refrigerated and isolated from the environment. But on the night of Dec. 2, a series of runaway chemical reactions heated the interior of the tank to 400 degreesF, causing an escape valve to burst open and release a lethal cloud of vapor over the slums of Bhopal...
...Matt Norcia, who has probably heard 3 million times the rest of the 3:30 coffee crowd's joke about his family connections "in Palermo ho ho." It is a sociability with built-in defenses and proscribed limits. At another table some post-'60s people visiting from St. Cloud for the centennial celebration are talking about sharing their feelings. But their "sharing" is as formal and ritualized as the jokes of the coffee crowds, or the refrain echoing around John's Place, where retired farmers with bits of fingers and hands lost to farm machinery and ears warmed by highly...
...marchers crossed the bridge. The troopers put on their gas masks. "Turn around and go back to your church," shouted State Police Major John Cloud through a bullhorn. "You will not be allowed to march any further." The marchers stopped, but did not turn back...
...Troopers--forward!" shouted Cloud. As the dark blue uniforms advanced, officers swung their clubs. The marchers retreated under the assault, many falling. The troopers, joined eagerly by Clark's redneck posse, pushed on amid clouds of tear gas. Charging on horseback, someof the men swung bullwhips at the fallen and fleeing marchers. "O.K., nigger," yelled one horseman as he flailed his whip at a woman. "You wanted to march. Now march...