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They were asking the same stupid questions on Sept. 11, when the hijackers boarded the planes: Did you pack your own bags? Did anyone give you anything to take on the plane? The answers were a uniform, "No," the very same ones the rest of us give. No. As in, "No, our nation's airline security system doesn't work...
...quarry cornered, the pack came in for the kill. Predator drones hovered like great mechanical vultures over the border, hunting for anyone trying to escape. Orange fireballs bounced through the valleys of the White Mountains. Navy SEALS and Green Berets massed on the ground, shawls wrapped around their heads, lasers in hand, guiding the B-1s and B-52s overhead. Snipers capable of putting a slug into a dime from more than a mile away waited for the call. Afghan Alliance commanders may have been willing to negotiate a surrender, but the U.S. special forces were there...
...leave--in the wan hope of inheriting it from the widow who owns it. The limited social circles available condemn him to repeated and unpleasant meetings with his ex-wife's obnoxious boyfriend. He has lost parental control of his bright but troubled teenage daughter. Why doesn't he pack up and start somewhere new? In answering that question, Richard Russo's richly textured novel not only offers an enthralling and sometimes scary portrait of small-town life but also reveals a dignity, unexpected yet totally convincing, in its beleaguered hero...
...director of Fight Club, has optioned Kitchen Confidential for a film to be called Seared, and Brad Pitt may play the main character. Bourdain still maintains a position at the Manhattan brasserie Les Halles, where he is now executive chef, which means he shows up with a six-pack of Corona a few times a month and hangs out with the staff. He says he will never cook again; his knees are too shot and his bank account too fat. "I was always more in love with the lifestyle and my cooks than the customer. I didn't have...
...leave - in the wan hope of inheriting it from the widow who owns it. The limited social circles available condemn him to repeated and unpleasant meetings with his ex-wife's obnoxious boyfriend. He has lost parental control of his bright but troubled teenage daughter. Why doesn't he pack up and start somewhere new? In answering that question, Richard Russo's richly textured novel not only offers an enthralling and sometimes scary portrait of small-town life but also reveals a dignity, unexpected yet totally convincing, in its beleaguered hero...