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...kicks into gear? Protecting the U.S. economy will require extreme measures that are perhaps anathema to a free-market philosophy. Tariffs seem to be the next logical step. Another possibility is launching a propaganda campaign. If every television show had a 30-sec. piece featuring empty U.S. factories and dust blowing through American ghost towns, Chinese goods just might stop flying off the shelves. John A. Tardy Cordova, Tennessee, U.S. Sore Winner? Your item "A Hard-Liner For The People" [June 27] profiled Islamic zealot Mahmoud Ahmadinejad on the eve of the runoff vote in the Iranian presidential election, which...
...intensely proud of its nuclear arsenal: displayed in every large city is a fiber-glass model of the Chagi Hills, where the 1998 tests took place. Every Pakistani remembers seeing TV films of the hills' shuddering at the jolt from underground, like a camel shaking off a layer of dust. Russia, which has pledged to update its nuclear arsenal, knows that its bombs are what maintain its pretensions to be a great power. Neither Britain nor France will give up its nuclear weapons, at least partly because if either did, it would leave the other as the sole nuclear state...
...July now, and you just know Fever Pitch is going to be out on DVD-a lesser experience-any second. Drew and the Farrellys are off to make their next, more successful pictures, and all of that rapturous baloney Drew was giving Katie about her fairy-dusted Red Sox experience is on a grimy-dust-gathering tape in a Rock Center closet somewhere, where it belongs...
...guess: When the dust settles, he will come back for Ginny--he's practically a Weasley as it is. Long shot: loopy Luna Lovegood, who, like Harry, has experienced tragedy...
...hesitantly, like a question mark. It was the same song I had heard in my aunt’s house and at my grandparents’ dinner table. It sounded like deep bowls of noodle soup and bright fish sauce, incense burning in a dark temple and the yellow dust of Saigon, cool tiles on the floor and quick rain falling in impenetrable sheets. The words were nothing. I knew the language...