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...expect their country to do much of anything for them. But the young student was willing to take up Kennedy's challenge. "It's my responsibility to my country to teach people about the elections," he said. "People say they are stupid, but we have nothing else to look forward to." I watched as the English-speaking waiter loitering a little too close to our table grinned. But it wasn't the smirk of a government informant. It was a smile, I think, of hope...
...between Kim Jong Un and Chang. If Kim died suddenly, analysts think, Chang would become the de facto leader even if one of the sons was put forward as a front man to maintain the dynasty. That implies that in all likelihood, the post-Kim Jong Il era will look a lot like the present. The country's unifying ideology, called juche, is usually translated as "self-reliance." But as a Western diplomat in Seoul says, "it's more like 'up yours.' " No sign of that changing...
...raging alcoholics and filled their novels with characters who acted likewise. But never before, and rarely today, does a novelist confront addiction so intimately and personally as Jerzy Pilch in his recently translated novel, “The Mighty Angel.”A darkly humorous, yet undeniably serious, look into the life of a repeatedly relapsing alcoholic (also named Jerzy) and his recovering brethren in and out of rehab comes as no great surprise from one of Poland’s most celebrated writers. “The Mighty Angel” cemented Pilch’s reputation, earning...
...Harvard’s offense will look to exploit Princeton’s weaknesses in the circle. With the graduation of Kristen Schaus, last year’s Ivy Pitcher of the Year, the Tigers have been relying on just two hurlers, junior Jamie Lettire and sophomore Michelle Tolfa, to carry the team...
...time: who would I visit after this? I was sure the Northerners hated me because I was a Southerner and now the Southerners would hate me because I was a Northerner.“Miss Winnie,” Ezekiel whispered. “You don’t look right.”“No, I just—I think I’m about to sneeze.” I stopped, took another breath, jammed my palms to the top of each cheek. Don’t you dare release a thing, eyes.I nodded back...