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...river in a small wooden boat stuffed with twice as many passengers as the dozen plank benches were designed to hold. I had expected the dry season to be the safest time, but in fact the opposite is true. "It's much safer when the river's full," said Mr. Hong, the captain. "April is the worst time. It's very hard to dodge the rocks." And indeed, it was white-knuckle stuff in some sections, where the river narrowed dramatically between towers of scoured rock. Vicious eddies buffeted and sucked at the boat as we bobbed perilously close...
...hours out of Pakbeng, where we overnighted in a basic but adequate guesthouse, one passenger inquired as to whether he might partake of some marijuana on the roof. "No," replied Mr. Hong. Despite the refusal, a sweet scent soon filled the boat. "I'm not stopping if he falls off," shrugged the captain. A Japanese photographer fell off the roof of his boat three months ago and was sucked down into a whirlpool. "There was nothing I could do," Mr. Hong said. "They found his body a few weeks later?in Vietnam...
...Well, Mr. Making-Up-Bullshit-Rules, I’m looking at the “section expectations” handout right now and nowhere does it say I’m obligated to come to class with pants...
...faithful roommates have noticed something a bit fanatic in my feelings towards the military. “You are a psychotic Republican freak, announced Natasha P. Rosow ’02 (an überhip L.A. bohemian liberal feminist destined for Hollywood glory) after my particularly vehement defense of Mr. Rumsfeld. Squash star-cum-photographer Carlin E. Wing ’02, on the other hand, sends forth e-mails rife with anti-establishment sentiment, hoping beyond hope that she can convert me to a sense of normalcy. At my moments of severe military fervor, however, my gentle artistic roommate...
...post-Cornel West debacle, Summers’ already-cracked diplomatic reputation is back in the proverbial dust. Who better to resurrect him than his mentor of old? By all means, bring Bob to Cambridge. Three cheers for Mr. Fix-It. If he can fix Summers’ PR problems, we should promote him from the Harvard Corporation to University King...