Word: poisoner
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...their symptoms with the U.S. government. The veterans' campaign for greater official recognition of the malady was bolstered last week when the Pentagon reversed itself and accepted a report from the Czech military indicating that some of its chemical sensors detected trace amounts of mustard gas and the nerve poison sarin in Saudi Arabia during Desert Storm. A team of U.S. experts determined that the Czech evidence was both reliable and convincing. The experts could not explain, however, where the toxins came from. "There were no Scud launches, no artillery exchanges, or no offensive actions at this time that could...
...indeed, the next day something unprecedented happened. The President canceled his 9 a.m. tee-off at the Farm Neck Golf Club to sleep in, read the papers and stroll around Oyster Pond, where specially outfitted gardeners had cleared away thickets of poison ivy. The McNamara house is spectacularly situated, at the end of a three-mile private road marked by red, white and blue balloons. Inside, there are bookcases and blond-wood furniture. The nearest neighbors are Mrs. Thornton Bradshaw, the widow of the RCA chairman, and Agnes Gund, president of Manhattan's Museum of Modern Art. A visitor...
...took several months and a larger than standard dose of Prolixin to stabilize Greg even a little. He continued seeing aliens through August. At one point he tried hitching a ride to Washington to throw a canister of poison gas at George Bush. (The aliens, he said, "wanted Quayle to be President. They felt they could control him.") He got as far as East Los Angeles...
...kept increasing his son's responsibilities. Since the two fell out last spring, however, Robert has been reduced to waiting outside the Washington Post offices at 3:45 a.m. to read the latest developments in the family feud; the only communications he gets from his father are daily poison faxes. "As much as he loved me is as much as he hates me now," a saddened Robert told the Post last week...
...being prey. In Jurassic Park we had the supreme thrill of being hunted for food by creatures far larger, faster, and -- counting teeth and claws -- better armed than we are. With the raptors closing in, we saw how vulnerable the human body is -- no claws, no exoskeleton, no blinding poison sprays. Take away our guns and high-voltage fences and we are, from a typical predator perspective, tasty mounds of unwrapped meat...