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Throughout Iraq, the hopeful anticipation of the coming exercise in democracy is tempered by an ever present dread. On patrol in Mosul last week, Pangelinan's unit stopped in front of an old man's house. As Americans handed out candy to neighborhood children, Pangelinan asked the Iraqi how he thought the election would go. "Hopefully it will succeed in Mosul," the man said. Pangelinan responded, "I know it will." A few minutes later, after Pangelinan and his men had moved on, a car bomb detonated in the distance, sending a halo of white smoke into the air. --With reporting...
...that smashed ashore changed the very geography of the region; islands that once housed hundreds or thousands are now only a memory. Nature, without the slightest hint of mercy, snuffed out over 150,000 human beings, ending their lives anonymously and with great pain. We can only imagine the dread those thousands experienced when the waters roared up, the terror so many mothers felt as waves swept their little children away or the anguish of nameless fishermen trapped under beached and broken vessels. Even today the death toll still continues to grow, grimly marching ever higher...
That may be a cue to the viewer that this is not a romantic triangle but a story of the complex love between parents and their kids. Deb could be the dread force of nature that helps unite the other people in the pained, needy, nearly always forgiving world of Jim Brooks...
...uninhabitable. "The country wanted to go to sand dunes and rattlesnakes," she writes, "wanted to scrape off its human ticks." All the same, most of the 11 stories in this book are lighter in tone than those in Close Range, a book that took regular plunges into awe and dread. In a supernatural shaggy-dog story like The Hellhole, about a game warden who discovers a very effective means for dealing with unlicensed hunters, Proulx renews the Western tradition of the short story as the tall tale...
...ought to have known it wouldn’t. I am old enough to know that many things we dread turn out to be less important than we had anticipated, and old enough to know that we are all blessed with an extraordinary gift for adaptation. But I do not know whether to find this reminder on the ease of selling out—even in this small way—heartening or discouraging. It suggests, I think, that the other kinds of selling out we have dreaded—getting a corporate job, abandoning our elliptical late-night conversations...