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...Count China Out Of the Space Race Yet By HANNAH BEECH Chinese pride blasted into orbit last week with the launch of a spacecraft that takes the nation one step closer to bringing Mao memorabilia to the moon. In an ambiguous sign of technological self-confidence, the Shenzhou 3 rocket carried not snails-they were part of the payload during a mission last year-but crash-test dummies, which sent back simulated heartbeats and voices. (Ordinary Chinese could relate, being familiar with the National People's Congress.) While in orbit, the craft also captured digital images of Earth that notebook...
...China is intent on becoming the third country to send a man into orbit-behind the U.S. and the former Soviet Union-but its galactic ambitions have been dogged by troubles. In the mid-'90s a Long March 2E rocket exploded after blastoff, killing a family of six on the ground. Still, the country has persevered. With last week's successful launch, China's Space Association says it could send up an astronaut (pre-sumably with an actual heartbeat) as early as next year. The ultimate goal is a lunar landing. Only one problem: it's a long...
...master of the castrating word or glance; a man at his table can laugh at the wrong moment, and from the guillotine look J.J. shoots him, the guy may as well have said, "I voted for Hitler." So if Sidney is to swim back into J.J.'s orbit, he'll have to do the crawl. J.J. wants to see whether Sidney's pugnacity will overcome his need to grovel; how much will he scrap, and how much scrape? We watch J.J. watching Sidney from the great height of his own megalomania. It happens that Lancaster was five inches taller than...
...associate of Osama bin Laden. Beghal lived in London and Leicester in the mid-1990s, frequenting extremist mosques. Even suspected shoe-bomber Richard Reid, the Anglo-Jamaican accused of trying to blow up an American Airlines plane, is alleged to have come into Beghal's orbit...
Garrett J. Grolemund ’03 is a psychology concentrator in Winthrop House. Every time he publishes a cartoon, Thomas Nast rolls over in his grave. Soon the resulting angular momentum will dislodge Earth from its orbit, making Boston as warm as Garrett’s home in sunny Florida. Garrett also enjoys hate mail and was saddened by how little of it he received during his debut semester with The Harvard Crimson...