Word: okaying
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...love-struck teenagers. It used to be that when a war correspondent heard a loud explosion, his first instinct was to call his editor and bark, "Stop the presses!" When I hear a loud bang, my first call is to Bipasha to let her know that I'm okay. If I don't, there's a chance the explosion will make the news - she'll see it on TV, and worry about...
...French UNIFIL troops hand over to the queuing residents boxes of military rations, part of the peacekeeping force's own supplies but all they can offer given the inability of the Lebanese government and international NGOs to dispatch aid to the deep south. "We are okay in the village, but it's noisy outside," says Diah Bassar, 20. An understatement, perhaps. The sound of warfare is inescapable. The sharp crack of outgoing artillery rounds from Israeli positions just across the border is accompanied by the door-slamming sound of exploding shells nearby. Dirty clouds of smoke and dust blossom...
...victims of illegal forced abortions and who's due to go on trial on trumped-up charges of destroying public property this month, I'm sure his case would generate public outcry too. Right now, that's not possible in China. But maybe in a country where it's okay to protest the inhumane treatment of animals, someday it'll also be acceptable to take a stand against the inhumane treatment of humans...
...known for his occasionally bizarre questioning of witnesses at hearings, most notably the confirmation hearing for Supreme Court nominee Samuel Alito last winter. Biden riffed about his dislike of Princeton, Alito's alma mater, one day, then donned a Princeton cap the next day and said he was okay with the school. More recently, on a trip to New Hampshire last month, he noted "you cannot go to a 7-Eleven or a Dunkin' Donuts unless you have a slight Indian accent," while attempting to note the growing clout of Indian-Americans in his state...
...decided to go in to town...in hopes we would find an Internet cafe to see if the embassy had sent anything, and to let our friends know that we were okay. While at the Internet cafe, I got a call from the [Harvard] Study Abroad office. [The woman on the phone] told us that to get out of the country we had to get to a hotel in the northern suburbs of Beirut in an hour...