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...before the old lady in front of me finishes paying for her Metamucil and prune juice. Inevitably, I move forward embarrassed for having been pulled in, dying to know if Princess Di really is having an affair with her ex-husband's butler. Even as I mock the papers whose lead stories deal with aliens almost as often as they write about us human types, I am aware of the effect of their conspiratorial, scandal-seeking message on my own assumptions and world views. Although I laugh at their incredulous reports, the pernicious element of these papers is that they...
Happily, this was a problem NASA had foreseen. In J.P.L.'s so-called sandbox, a roomful of Mars-like rock and soil with a mock-up lander and rover, the engineers had rehearsed a fairly straightforward maneuver that called for Pathfinder to raise one petal, tilting the entire craft 45[degrees], retract the deflated bag further and then lower the petal. The signal to execute the maneuver was sent up shortly before Earth set over the Martian horizon, breaking the communications link until dawn; just before the connection was actually severed, a picture came back confirming that the command...
...given a grant to some down-on-its-luck former mill town to take in squeegee guys rather than become the site of a nuclear-waste dump. Or the theory that the squeegee guys are secretly rehearsing for cameo appearances at that Las Vegas hotel that features a mock-up of Manhattan...
...park celebrating American paranoia (Suspicionland U.S.A.), it might want to base the design on central Nevada. Tumbleweed stretches of empty highway roller-coaster over mountain ranges and down into salt flats, past ghost towns, federal prisons and legal brothels surrounded by barbed wire. In the sky, fighter-bombers execute mock dogfights and shoot laser-guided munitions at dummy air bases built from bales of hay. Gold mines--some old and haunted, some new and bustling--dominate corroded mountainsides, and the land in between is sagebrush open range populated by scrawny cattle and dotted with eerie bunkerlike structures with names like...
Money only partly accounts for the heavy security inside the club. Virtually every 5 ft., a private guard decked out in mock-military garb sternly surveys the floor from an elevated watch post. The consortium that owns the club doesn't want a whiff of trouble with the authorities. "We make sure we do everything legally," says Rusa Won, rolling her eyes as she ticks off the police inspectors and health inspectors and fire inspectors and bureaucrats who come regularly to check compliance. Rusa Won regards dealing with such matters as part of the experience necessary in the street-wise...