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...last thing Journey's End is interested in. The officers holed up in this dimly lit den on the eve of a major German offensive in March 1918 don't question the war or even talk much about it. They don't make speeches about lost comrades or pine for sweethearts back home whom they may never see again. They just eat and sleep, relieve one another on guard duty and complain about the meat cutlets. They do their duty, simply because there's nothing else...
...Those beliefs stem in part from a personal grievance against the former President: when he was in office, he refused to pardon Leonard Peltier, a Native American activist serving life in prison for the 1975 murder of two FBI agents on the Pine Ridge Indian Reservation. His case has been a cause celebre for some liberal activists who say he was unfairly convicted...
...just let them sit unread in my inbox for days at a time. I’ve tried to get friends to read them for me, but their patience has finally worn thin. How can I handle the inevitable failure that awaits me every time I log on to pine?! —delinquent@fasDelinquent, let me extol for you the virtues of a gmail account. Now, recent allegations of a Google-CIA link may have you worried about those revolutions you’ve been planning with your blockmates, but with a little caution, there?...
...time, attention focused on Scaramella, but by the end of last week his level of poisoning and other evidence exculpated him of any suspicion. Instead, the trail of polonium was entangling the group of Russians at the Pine Bar. All seven bartenders on duty that day tested positive for the substance, at levels approaching those found in members of Litvinenko's family, implying they had inhaled it soon after its release--possibly from the vapor given off by a drink into which it had been slipped. The Russians who met Litvinenko in the bar included Andrei Lugovoy, a former...
...here's my modest proposal for holiday reform. Forget the PlayStations, the Barbie-mobiles, the catalogs and camp-outs in Wal-Mart parking lots. Give, if you will, to the needy, and let the pine trees live. Instead, rent the local V.F.W. hall or a hotel ballroom, deck it with boughs of holly, and invite the entire town for a vast blowout. O.K., it won't bring world peace. But if we have this primordial capacity for collective...