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Mulroney's response was simple and accurate: the virtues of free trade could be measured in jobs, jobs, jobs. At a rally in the Vancouver suburb of Port Coquitlam, he told supporters that "2 million jobs are dependent on trade." Wherever he traveled the Prime Minister declaimed, "John Turner says the cause of his life is to tear up a treaty; the cause of my life is to build a nation." Failure to endorse the trade agreement, he warned, would leave the country mired in the "poverty of protectionism...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Canada Those Irish Eyes Are Smiling Again | 12/5/1988 | See Source »

Inside, in a crowded courtroom, three young Azerbaijani defendants sat motionless as they listened to witnesses describe a violent clash between ethnic Armenians and ethnic Azerbaijanis that left 32 dead and 400 wounded in the Azerbaijani port city of Sumgait last February. Struggling to hold back tears, an aging Armenian woman described how she had watched an Azerbaijani mob burn a man to death in his automobile. A Russian doctor described the head < wounds he had found on the corpse of a man beaten to death with lead pipes...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Armenia | 11/28/1988 | See Source »

...only went as far as Reading, and there I got off. I stood vacantly watching commuters and families getting into cars, until the tracks behind me were once again empty. I had come to this little town to bury my mind in forgetfulness; it wasn't exactly a desolate port in nether-Morocco, and I saw no boozy-eyed sirens waiting to lure me into a self-destructive spiral of wanton liberalism which would tragically end in the complete disappearance from my memory of the Pledge of Allegiance, a jail term and eventual furlough, but I decided to go explore...

Author: By John P. Thompson, | Title: Post-Election Escapism | 11/22/1988 | See Source »

There I was in the cockpit, hurtling toward the coast of Libya at 500 m.p.h. My mission: to drop a couple of 100-lb. Maverick missiles on a terrorist training camp near the Libyan port of Benghazi. My craft: the new supersecret F-19, a plane so hard to pick up on radar that I felt sure I could swoop in and blast Gaddafi's buddies without getting shot down myself. Suddenly, I saw something that shattered my composure. High over my stubby left wing, a Soviet-built MiG-25 Foxbat fighter was headed my way. Did the enemy know...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Technology: I Flew the Stealth Fighter | 11/21/1988 | See Source »

...charges focused new attention on the Navy's long-standing use of dolphins. There are now 115 "in uniform," who serve in recovering torpedoes and locating hostile frogmen in waters ranging from the Persian Gulf to the Trident submarine port in Puget Sound, Wash...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Navy: The Case of Lieut. Dolphin | 11/14/1988 | See Source »

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