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...always, is to read labels and distinguish fact from marketing fiction. Low-sugar Froot Loops, for example, have a third less sugar than the original. But if you think the new version packs fewer calories or better nutrition, think again. "They aren't able to turn a sow's ear into a silk purse," says Michael Jacobson of the Center for Science in the Public Interest, "but at least they succeeded in putting lipstick...
...into real-life door-knocking. They carry such titles as "From Computer Screens to the Streets: Turning Online Activism to Tangible Offline Action" and "Down Ballot Online Organizing," and to judge from my darting stopovers, they are exactly as exciting as they sound, at least to my jaded ear, but those in the sessions are attentive and enthusiastic, practically bursting with anticipation at the creation of a left-wing political machine. Only people new to organizing could get excited about the prospect of learning how to fill out fundraising expenditure forms...
...drive. This is also the first U.S. handset to stream stereo Bluetooth to wireless headphones. Once you have loaded up some MP3s or "rented" songs (from MTV's Urge or another Windows-Media-friendly, non-Apple music service), power up Motorola's $80 HT820 Bluetooth headphones. Tap the right ear, and a song starts playing. Tap the left, and the music gets quieter and you hear a prompt for voice-dialing. The headphones let you adjust the volume or skip songs even if the Q is halfway across the room. Unfortunately, the sound, compared to the same music played through...
Strolling the ramparts of the mountaintop pousada (inn) in his Army-issue shorts and thongs, rebel commander Alfredo Reinado is directing an effort to besiege Dili. Mobile phone glued to his ear, he mutters orders to subordinates 45 km away, who are fighting to recover the body of a fallen companion. "I want to see the battle," he says, "but my men will not let me. They are worried for my safety...
...clot! hes, which today are patched and sequinned jeans, worn pale where she sits, and a ribbed magenta shorty top both lower and higher than it should be. Blue plastic barrettes pull her glistening hair back as straight as it will go; the plump edge of her right ear holds along its crimp a row of little silver rings. She sings in assembly programs, songs of Jesus or sexual longing, both topics abhorrent to Ahmad. Yet he is pleased that she notices him, coming up to him now and then like a tongue testing a sensitive tooth...