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...nightclubbing wastrel before his 10-week stint in Helmand province, the prince now finds himself lionized by many of the same voices that used to criticize him. "I don't want to sit around Windsor, because I generally don't like England that much and it's nice to be away from all the press and the papers," he said, sadly contemplating his homeward journey...
...overseas. While some History 1101 students were apprehensive about McCormick’s unique office hours, others were more appreciative: “I thought it was cool—an innovative idea that shows how he is trying to...reach out to students. It’s a nice touch,” said Andrew J. McCarthy ’10. Unorthodox though they may be, Skype office hours are especially convenient for students who don’t have time to attend typical afternoon office hours between lectures, labs and sections (and, on rare occasions, a life). Evening...
...students to understand the lectures better because both align.“I try to teach the material in the best way I know,” Hartl said. “And I know intimately the textbook and so can make the lectures complimentary. Together [they] make a nice fit.”Indeed, Mankiw asserts that “Principles of Economics” has been the bible of Harvard economics concentrators since before he took over “Economics 10.”Martin S. Felstein ’61 taught the book while Mankiw...
...Somali village of Doble, bombed Monday by a U.S. missile that killed four civilians, is not a nice place. When I drove along Somalia's southern border with Kenya last June with photographer Sven Torfinn, we found an area riddled with thorn scrub, dust roads and mistrust. Because of the Islamist militants' hold on the area, we were traveling with an escort of 20 gunmen, crammed into the back of two pickups. When we came across villages, Sven and I would stay in the car, hiding under headscarves drawn over our heads, pretending to be women. The destination...
...three men inside were armed, and their car was full of tea and sugar, which they said they were taking to a militant camp in the area. Our gunmen, outnumbering the militant trio and tired of bouncing around in the pickups, requested our permission to kill the "Qaeda" men. "Nice car," said the commander of our guard, to argue his case. We demurred and watched the SUV drive off, only for it to turn around and follow us at a distance. For the rest of the journey, the commander of our militia scolded us for our squeamishness...