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...punditocracy endlessly parses the Vietnam analogy, "quagmire" has become the noun du jour. The clamor of doubt, inevitably, is amplified among the allies. A commentator in Pakistan's Dawn, for example, wondered whether President Bush's campaign was getting "bogged down in indefinition...
...Since September 11, Pickard has joined Mueller every morning at dawn as the director prepares to brief Attorney General John Ashcroft and President Bush. For the rest of the day and into the evening, Pickard presides over the FBI's Special Investigations and Operations Center, the crisis command center staffed by representatives of the bureau and 32 other federal agencies...
...surprisingly, the Taliban has a different story. A Taliban soldier, Abdu Rahman, 30, told TIME that two combat helicopters arrived before dawn Saturday in the desert 10 miles east of Kandahar. As one hovered overhead, a few commandos poured out of the second gunship. Hundreds of Taliban fighters, who had responded to the earsplitting whir of the choppers, were crouching in the darkness. "We were ordered to wait until the Americans came closer. But nobody listened. We were all firing," Rahman says. The American forces "flew off like sparrows...
...agents, the hunt for the anthrax perpetrators meant the bureau had to reduce its effort to track the Sept. 11 clues?and, in the process, perhaps reducing its chances of uncovering and preventing the next attack. "Every day is Groundhog Day," sighed an overtaxed investigator whose morning begins before dawn. "By 9 a.m. I'm brain dead and we're just starting." On Friday Ridge disclosed that the strains of anthrax bacteria sent to Florida, New York and Washington were "indistinguishable," which suggested a concerted attack by a disciplined network. So did the origin of the envelopes: Trenton, New Jersey...
...room stirs. We stumble outside. The air is frigid and the last stars hang like frozen embers. With Khwaja, I move up to the firing line in the cinema to join the machine gunner and watch the milky whiteness of dawn. Orders are not to start any firefights but Khwaja has a powerful pair of lungs. "Hey, mullahs!" he bellows across no-man's land. "Ragheads! Have you said your prayers yet?" Out of the half-light come return salvos of insults and laughter. It's the beginning of another day in a war that, north of Kabul...