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...talent portion" of the debate, Real Palin was blowing a harsher tune. She cast Obama as a suspicious other--"not a man who sees America like you and I see America"--in a line of attack the Associated Press called "racially tinged." Fey's Palin hasn't set up mass viewers to see this side of her--not yet, anyway. It's not the funny, bumbling Sarah we know! We're conditioned to expect her to ask to "phone a friend," not accuse Obama of befriending terrorists. So the Fey version makes it harder to see Palin as an Agnewesque...
Tourist Jack Golden remembers a recent trip to China for all the wrong reasons. Golden, of Lenox, Mass., had a prostate condition that required medical treatment during a Yangtze River cruise. He had to endure an invasive procedure without anesthesia at a small, gritty hospital in Fengdu, an ancient city on the river's north bank. And that was the easy part. "The Chinese accept it because this is what they have," he says...
With 195 employees--compared with Harley's 10,000--Buell relies on teamwork, ingenuity and a personal touch to churn out top-notch bikes at affordable prices. Its cycles aren't mass-produced, which is part of the allure that distinguishes the brand from better-financed Japanese competitors. "We need to be more nimble and entrepreneurial in spirit to compete against much larger companies," says Jon Flickinger, president of Buell Motorcycles...
...Biologists have long known that some sea creatures glow in the dark. Shimomura, who now resides in Falmouth, Mass., asked a surprisingly simple question—how do different organisms produce light...
...Maxwell tried to make herself appear over-committed, she’d always be considered a failure in Livingstone’s mind. Livingstone, vowed to celibacy until after e-recruiting, would always be competitively single. Later that night, I saw Livingstone a few feet ahead of me on Mass. Ave. From behind, I could see her pace start to change as she turned onto Holyoke Street and passed Sandrine’s. She walked by the bistro and then stopped for a second, gazing into the big glass windows with couples eating on the other side...