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...Comic-Con, that pop-culture marathon run by 125,000 die-hards, ended Sunday evening in San Diego. TIME.com singles out some of the event's best performances, worst omissions and hardiest fans. Don't get your cape caught in the door...
...Iraqi team might still have a shot. IOC spokesperson Giselle Davies told CNN the Iraqi government would have one last chance, but only for about a week. "If there can be some movement and if a resolution can be found, that's still an open door," she said. The spokesman for the Baghdad security plan, Tahsin al-Sheikhli, in the meantime, said Iraqi sports unions would be filing a formal complaint against the IOC for its decision. "This was the only time that Iraqis would get to gather and bring the name of Iraq to a real international competition," says...
Without question, the rapid decompression of the Qantas Boeing 747 that landed in Manila on July 25 was bizarre. Fortunately, large gashes do not often appear in passenger jets. When they do, they tend to happen where there is structural strain (like at door hatches), not in the forward cargo compartment, as in this case with Qantas. (The cause of the accident remains a mystery, and the U.S. is sending a team from the National Transportation Safety Board to assist in the investigation in the Philippines...
...military-tribunal system was brand-new, the government thought it made sense to try some lower-ranking operatives first, in case anything went wrong. Hamdan had also been in U.S. custody since his capture and had not been rendered to any foreign countries for interrogation, which might open the door for his defense lawyer to raise questions about his treatment. And his story certainly had narrative appeal: Hamdan had been with bin Laden from 1996 to 2001, a stretch of time that spanned not just 9/11 but al-Qaeda's 1998 attacks on two embassies in East Africa...
...home than I already felt, but it only took me a few days here to memorize and embrace the regular features of my walk to work: the cracks in the tiled sidewalk, the passing of the 201 bus that no one ever rides, the house with the bright blue door just before the final street crossing. They were all new to me, but of course they had always been waiting here. Not for me, though. Just waiting...