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...Your article about the risk of terrorism [Aug. 21] brought back a bad memory. Thirteen years ago, I was on a plane traveling from my native city, Lucknow, to New Delhi. Fifteen minutes into the flight, I saw a young man walk from his seat into the galley; he was armed with a plastic jar and a matchbox. My worst fears were confirmed a few minutes later on seeing the ashen face of the flight attendant. We had been hijacked. It seems that not much has changed since then. It is better to exercise caution by strengthening security systems...
...renowned columnist, edged his way into the room, and asked Atrianfar whether he thought the closure might be temporary. They argued briefly over the most appropriate metaphor for the situation. Was banning a newspaper more like a car breaking down on the road, or a plane shutting off mid-flight? Was this going to be a crash or a stall? As they discussed, I sat thinking about how much I would miss Shargh, with its ironic headlines, perfectly pitched gibes at the government, and relentless reporting on Iran's social ills. Who else is going to take on the current...
What do Bush and Cruise have in common, other than a history of playacting in flight gear? They work in towns where secrecy is an expression of power. Sure, secrets can be the means to important ends, but as publicists and White House aides know, keeping secrets is an end in itself. Even when it's brazen--especially when it's brazen--secrecy affirms and bolsters your alpha status: I know you want to know this thing. But you do not have the leverage to make me talk about this thing. Therefore...
...There was a complication: Casta?o wanted to do the interview right then, and we didn't. It was a big deal getting to Casta?o, and TIME's then World editor, Joshua Ramo, was flying down from New York to join us. His flight had been delayed. No matter, says Casta?o: "There's a pasture on the other side of the hill, he can land there in a small plane." We called Ramo in Cartagena. Ramo was an expert pilot, a stunt flier and he enthusiastically agreed to meet us in a cow pasture at 7 a.m. We spent the night...
...hurry to evacuate his men. He would see us later that afternoon, at another secret camp. Emblyn and I hiked to a nearby village that had a public telephone. Eventually, we got the cell number of Ramo's Colombian pilot. It turns out that while in flight over the Caribbean, the single-prop had conked out. Ramo and the pilot together got it re-started as it plummeted toward the water (shark-infested, of course!) and managed to make an emergency landing in a different cow pasture - about 50 miles away, in rebel territory. There was no way Ramo would...