Word: furiously
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...while I was reporting on the civil war then raging in the Indonesian province of Aceh, rebels of the separatist Free Aceh Movement (G.A.M.) opened fire on a car carrying me and three colleagues, almost killing us. Afterwards, furious, I called and text messaged my G.A.M. contact, code-named "Iskander," to tell him to get his trigger-happy men to stand down. Iskander's role as a G.A.M. operative was secret-until I unwittingly blew his cover that day. When I called, he was being questioned by the police, who saw my incriminating messages arrive on his phone. Iskander...
...there, she realized her mistake. "They showed her pictures of aborted fetuses," Lorrie goes on. "She was a basket case when she got here. They had told her that if she had an abortion, she'd probably never be able to have a child." Now Lorrie is plainly furious. "These [pregnant] women are scared out of their minds," she says. "It doesn't change their minds--it just scares them. It's cruel and un-Christian to lie to patients...
...work with. Noorzai says, however, that this would lead to his first betrayal by the Americans. Instead of incorporating his friend into the Afghan government, the Americans took Muttawakil to the U.S.-run prison at Guantánamo Bay. He would not be freed for 21 months. Noorzai was furious...
...bookshop with which I had an account. The house was very quiet. There was not the slightest sound or movement anywhere, almost as if everything in the house were waiting helplessly for its own destruction. Suddenly the doorbell began to ring incessantly. At the same time, there was a furious pounding of many fists on my front gate, accompanied by hysterical voices shouting slogans. The cacophony told me that the time of waiting was over and that I must face the Red Guards. ''Open the gate!'' someone shouted. ''Are you all dead? Why don't you open the gate...
...murder in the eyes -- they were too innocent for that -- but there was something more difficult to know, a dreamy glaze, an enamel of unseeing. He and the other Palestinians, none older than 15 or so, came round and pounded on the car with fists. Their indignation was furious, but also a sort of abstraction, and mixed in it a fierce atmosphere of carnival, an electricity of freedom and breaking loose -- up out of nonentity into entity, a violent flowering of the heart, a burst of flame. A moment before, they had been hurling stones at a Volkswagen van that...