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...Nature vs. Nurture Tulasidas mandase of bivara barsa village in Vidarbha couldn't agree more. Though he has received aid from the government, Mandase, 38, complains that it hasn't been the right kind. The state donated a metal plow and a pesticide sprayer, but neither worked. To get subsidized soybean seeds, he spends a full day traveling by bus to a nearby town. It often takes two or three trips, and, with bus fares costing him 60? per roundtrip, he wonders if the cheaper seeds are worth the effort. What he really requires, he says, is better infrastructure...
...dangerous implications for the Gazan diet. Several of Gaza's key sewage treatment and transport facilities were destroyed during last winter's war with Israel. Now, much of Gaza's sewage flows directly into the sea. "If the sewage is not treated, there will be a high level of metallic elements in the sea, including mercury," says Mohamed Elmi, the World Health Organization's Middle East regional adviser for food and chemicals. "[Mercury] affects your nervous system and your mental capability and capacity. It's a very poisonous metal. And if there is a high level of parasites...
...drug-hazed guitar smashing of Kurt Cobain and ’90s Seattle grunge seems like the equivalent of pink bunny slippers compared to what his contemporaries in Norway were up to. Scandinavia’s coldest country made headlines last decade for its thriving second wave black metal scene—as bands like Mayhem and Gorgoroth drove concert-goers to frenzied bliss with wave after wave of shrieking vocals, aggressive tremolo-picking, and guitar-riffing distortion, some misguided fans went out to burn churches and commit savagely ritualistic murders, citing the music as an influence. When the smoke...
...don’t take people’s umbrellas that they clearly haven’t forgotten, having merely laid them aside. I don’t make George’s mistake in “Seinfeld” of thinking that the umbrellas in the metal cans at coffee shops are free. I only take umbrellas that are indubitably lost, like the one I took last week from my section room, which had been forlornly flung into a corner for some time. Since I have contributed so many umbrellas to the great Karmic Circle of Lost Precipitation...
...didn’t know, and I still half thought that he was faking. Some gasping syllable came out of my mouth just as I felt a tug on the still-connected headphones around my neck, and the release as momentum freed the iPod. It hit a metal trash can straight on, then skidded off into the street making with a sound like a row of people dropping their cell phones one after the other. None of this happened in slo-motion...