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...culture. When you buy bread, it goes so hard you have to cut off the edges and it gets moldy really quickly," says an elderly Ossi, working as a toilet attendant in the Checkpoint Charlie Museum. "You never know what anything costs," she continues. "In the G.D.R., a half-pound of butter cost the same in all the shops." Her current job is badly paid ("Don't ask") and she has to fund her prescription glasses and hearing aid. Things would have been different, better, in the G.D.R., she says...
...follow-through has been a problem. Washington has yet to persuade Pakistan's military leadership of the need to take on what remains of the Mehsud network. While it continues to pound the area with air strikes, the Pakistan military is reluctant to mount a ground offensive in South Waziristan, citing the hazardous terrain. And in North Waziristan, Pakistan appears unwilling to confront the Haqqani network and other militants who mount cross-border attacks on U.S. and NATO troops in Afghanistan. Instead, it has focused on militants who challenge its own authority in Pakistan. (See pictures of the turmoil...
...clear in the Harvard football team’s 27-20 loss to Holy Cross on Saturday in Worcester, Mass. On one side, there was junior Collier Winters, the Crimson’s new starting signal caller, a scrappy scrambler listed at 5’11 and 190 pounds who hadn’t thrown a ball in a college game. On the other, there was senior Dominic Randolph, the Crusaders’ 6’3, 233-pound juggernaut of a quarterback, the two-time defending Patriot League Player of the Year with a cannon...
...alternate Thursdays, A. Patrick Behrer ’10 will write a column inspired by a 900-pound gorilla dedicated to discussing the less visible ways that environmental concerns enter our lives. An economics concentrator in Eliot House, he will present environmentalism less as an independent movement and more as a way of looking at everyday life...
...Class of 2013 FOP veterans, you will have dropped your 40-pound backpacks, washed off your tarps, and showered five days of encrusted dirt off of your weary, malnourished bodies. If you were like me, perhaps you also tried unsuccessfully to wash away the indelible emotional marks that FOP seared into your brain. Or perhaps you returned an enlightened soul and reveled in your newfound confidence, the mountain air still cycling in your lungs, desperate for the FOP leader application forms...