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...ordered up in a conference room, Saddam just might be the exception to the rule. His power flows not from the consent of his people but from firing squads and torture chambers. He has ordered the death of tens of thousands and used cyanide, nerve gas and mustard gas against Iranians and Iraqi Kurds. Trained as an assassin--while a young man he took part in a 1959 attempt on the Iraqi Prime Minister--he once ordered a hit on George Bush. He has tried to build atom bombs and, U.N. inspectors believe, he is working to amass a stock...
CHEMICAL Saddam was mass-producing mustard gas and nerve gases before the war and had stockpiled VX, a terrifyingly deadly agent. He had also developed prototype artillery shells, rockets and bombs filled with sarin, which proved its effectiveness in a terrorist attack on the Tokyo subway system in 1995. Between 1991 and 1994, the Special Commission supervised the destruction of 690 tons of chemical-warfare agents and more than 3,000 tons of "precursor" chemicals that could be used to make poisons. The inspectors believe Iraq still has hidden as much as 4,000 tons of precursors. They note that...
...recent afternoon in Rhode Island, Connor was asked how such a smart guy could be so stupid as to be sitting behind bars, yet again, in a pair of mustard-dumb prison-issue duds? Connor didn't have much of an answer. But 40 minutes to the north, at the Norfolk County Jail in Dedham, Mass., Billy Youngworth did. Youngworth, 38, who as a boy took martial-arts lessons from Myles and has had a parasitic relationship with him ever since, said Myles, a member of Mensa, is endlessly interesting and charming, "but he attracts mutts." Billy being Exhibit...
...would not seem possible for oozing grease, globs of ketchup and mustard, and flattened pre-made beef patties to come together and taste so magical...
...invented Murray's: as a child, reading the words SILVER BUTTER KNIFE STEAK FOR TWO off billboards, meditating on them, I had created a kingdom of elegance more durable than any restaurant where an immaculate young waiter introduces himself and tells you about the broiled marlin served in fennel mustard sauce on a bed of basmati rice and topped with shredded asiago cheese and lightly toasted pine nuts. I would never take out-of-towners to Murray's. Nobody whom I wanted to impress. Only my dearest friends. Only old Minnesota pals who grew up with Murrayism and know...