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...lined with clay and long-lasting plastic. At the end of the mine's 15-to-20-year life, the water level would be lowered and the crushed sulfate tailings would be capped with rock and dirt. The remaining water would be stagnant, not flowing. Thus the supply of oxygen would be cut off, and formation of acid would stop...
...Sure, he said, I'll debate -- Gore, Clinton, both together, "anytime, anywhere." Specifically he proposed three debates, at venues that just happened to be previously scheduled Perot rallies. White House aides were flabbergasted and far from pleased by their boss's bravado. Complained one: "There hasn't been enough oxygen for Perot, and now we've gone and given him a whole lot more oxygen." For a while on Friday, some Clinton aides were suggesting, hopefully, that maybe negotiations on time and place would fail and no debate would come off. But Clinton and Perot's reciprocal dares left precious...
After analyzing ancient gas bubbles trapped in amber, geologists have identified a new culprit for the disappearance of the dinosaurs: bad air. The theorists calculate that the amount of oxygen in the atmosphere fell from 35% to 28% over the course of 500,000 years and suggest that the dinosaurs' respiratory systems were unable to adapt to the change...
...Edward Bass in part to develop marketable ecotechnology) and its scientific flaws (an advisory panel issued a report criticizing the project's scientific methods and later resigned). Ironically, some of the same researchers who ridiculed Biosphere 2 are now making the pilgrimage to Arizona to see why so much oxygen disappeared (apparently some of it was consumed by microbes in the soil and some combined with limestone in the concrete). Jack Corliss, a former NASA scientist who was hired as research director last March, may be forgiven if he sounds a bit touchy. "There are two kinds of scientists...
Dogged by respiratory problems, Davis' once assertive, quicksilver trumpet tone flickers and flares like an oxygen-starved flame. On Miles Ahead he sits out long passages, but with trumpeter Wallace Roney backing him up, Davis' pride and defiance burn through as he suddenly leaps into the final chorus, bobbing atop the careening rhythm with a tone that begins as a crackle and winds up pure and delicate as crystal. On the slow-building Solea, he struggles to find himself, then, catching his wind, lets fly a cascade of notes that arc and shimmer with the same brassy authority he wielded...