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What does a real synfuel operation look like, the kind that can change a country's energy fortunes? The answer can be found 700 miles north of Montana near a onetime frontier outpost in Alberta called Fort McMurray. At Syncrude Canada's North Mine, a huge open pit nearly two miles across and 250 ft. deep, giant shovels scoop out a petroleum-soaked deposit called oil sand that is beginning a long journey from here into the gas tanks of American cars. The region contains enough of the crude mixture to produce an estimated 175 billion bbl. of oil, eight...
...five years later, that other America--the quiet gay frontier of Wyoming and other places where cowboy boots and work shoes far outnumber Prada slides--is becoming less frightened. In part because Shepard was attacked here, and in part because of its live-and-let-live ideal, Wyoming has even become something of a national laboratory in which gays and straights are learning--ever haltingly, now a step forward, now a lurch back--to live together...
...word apartheid is never uttered in his novels, and the settings are not necessarily South African. In 1980, when Coetzee's masterpiece Waiting for the Barbarians was published, I was in the U.S., living among people who took it as a surreal cowboy story set on some nameless frontier and wondered what all the fuss was about. For me, and for many white South Africans, it was an unbearably painful allegory about our daily lives and moral dilemmas, a book that engaged on a psychic level so deep and compelling that reading it left one dazed and hypnotized...
...word apartheid is never uttered in his novels, and the settings are not necessarily South African. In 1980, when Coetzee's masterpiece Waiting for the Barbarians was published, I was in the U.S., living among people who took it as a surreal cowboy story set on some nameless frontier. For me, and for many white South Africans, it was an unbearably painful allegory about our daily lives and moral dilemmas, engaging us on a psychic level so deep and compelling that reading it left one dazed and hypnotized. In my judgement, Barbarians alone was enough to earn Coetzee literature...
Despite the College’s relatively lax rules about relations between genders, we still have a parietal system, of sorts, at Harvard today. Co-ed rooming is the final frontier. Except in pockets of New Quincy and Leverett towers, co-ed rooming is a very serious no-no. After one boy/girl pair were caught living together in my House last year, they found themselves in a private meeting with the dean, threatened with expulsion. Harvard doesn’t simply forbid co-ed rooming; penalties are harsh for those who choose to live alternatively...