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...sucking candies as an alternative for smokers who couldn't stand the taste of Nicorette, the FDA-approved nicotine gum. The pops quickly caught on, thanks in part to aggressive Web-based marketing. One supply house reports that orders for nicotine salicylate from pharmacists rose 17-fold last year--enough to make at least 335,000 pops (up from 19,500 pops...
...your pizza? I fold it in half—lengthwise. For toppings I like either mushroom and hamburger or ham and pineapple. It’s actually pretty good; it’s called Hawaiian...
Were Top Shelf to fold we might never again see the likes of such special works as "Stripburek: Comics from the Other Europe," (Stripburger; 216pp.; $17.95) a collection of Eastern European comix imported by Top Shelf. Produced by the same group that did a strange and wonderful box of mini-comix last year (see TIME.comix review), "Stripburek" is a more straightforward collection of over fifty black and white works translated into English. Comix from Albania, Bosnia and Herzegovina, Bulgaria, Croatia, the Czech Republic, Estonia, Hungary, Macedonia, Poland, Romania, Slovenia, the Ukraine and Yugoslavia are all here...
This is not the perspective of fringe peace activists. The signatories are officers and soldiers with impeccable records of service in frontline combat units. Most are in their 20s and 30s, soldiers the Israeli army views as its next generation of commanders. Since publication, signatures have increased six-fold, garnering a 30 percent approval rating among the Israeli public. The “selective refusal” movement is not new: already an estimated 400 reservists have refused to take part in the current campaign of repression, 50 being jailed for their “insubordination”. Together with...
When the last mournful notes of that born-sad song escaped from the open-mouthed breathlessness of the bugle, the six flag bearing Marines before me commenced to fold. Twelve hands worked in silent unison, tucking the flag tightly in on itself until it had been properly folded into a bunched package of star-spangled gratitude. It was given to an officer who held it between his white-gloved hands, knelt before my grandmother, and presented it to her. I could not hear most of what he whispered to her but the strong breezes of that day did carry three...