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...school on the east bank of the Nile River in Cairo, Diab Abolibda, a 59-year-old engineer, described how in the presidential election two years ago he favored upstart candidate Ayman Nour over Mubarak. Asked how he felt now that runner-up Nour was serving a five-year prison term for election fraud, a verdict and sentence criticized by many democracy advocates as political punishment for brashly challenging the president's authority, Abolibda let out a hearty laugh and exclaimed, "I'm with Mubarak...
...Eventually Yunis, after enduring a ritual beating, is imprisoned (along with his siblings) in Camp Ganci, a satellite of the notorious Abu Ghraib prison. Ganci houses prisoners who have no intelligence value - it seems to be simply a place to file and forget American mistakes - and its population mainly sits around sweltering in the deadly desert heat, without adequate food, sanitation or medical attention. Now and then, insurgents subject it to mortar fire, randomly killing some of its inhabitants, who from time to time riot in protest over their treatment. If there's a grace note to be found...
...their opposing claims. When Martin Luther King Jr. talked of "Justice rolling down like waters" in his "I Have a Dream" speech, he was consciously enlisting the Old Testament prophet Amos, who first spoke those words. The Bible provided the argot--and theological underpinnings--of women's suffrage and prison-reform movements...
...husband Raymond, who survives her, she founded Liberation Sud, one of the first networks set up by the Resistance, which sought to foil the Nazis during World War II. Before the couple was able to flee to London in 1944, Lucie engineered several of Raymond's escapes from prison--once by smuggling him a virus that enabled him to wriggle away en route to a hospital. The subject of the 1997 hit film Lucie Aubrac, she was given France's highest award, the Legion of Honor, for her work. Aubrac...
...first hint that these two rocks just above the Equator off the west coast of Africa were going to be a laid-back sort of place came when, following some bad advice from a travel agent, I arrived at immigration without a visa. Elsewhere that might have meant detention, prison, or at least a large bribe. In this former Portuguese colony, a smiling middle-aged immigration officer in singlet and braided hair told me in a motherly sort of way that, you know, I really was supposed to have a visa, but forget it, she really couldn't be bothered...