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...Prayer for DeliveranceMy journey to seek an answer to that question started with a surprise. The former driver of some émigré friends of mine met me at the airport, and soon we hit a traffic jam. Two years earlier, traveling in Zimbabwe had been a logistical feat that involved prearranging fuel stops. Now I was stuck in a line of cars outside - another surprise - a packed mall, complete with restaurants, furniture stores and a buzzing supermarket...
...basket. You rode on a kind of circular balcony that hung around the balloon's neck like a collar. This meant that there had to be two passengers, for balance, and they had to stay on opposite sides of the balloon at all times. The two men in question were Jean-François Pilâtre de Rozier, a young doctor who was exactly as dashing as he sounds, and the Marquis d'Arlandes, an army major. Their dialogue could not have been scripted better by Judd Apatow. (See pictures of Judd Apatow's war on Jay Leno...
...systems biology—a field that brings together biology with engineering, mathematics, computer science, and physics. Kirschner compares systems biology to engineering: “When we ask how an airplane can fly stably in all different kinds of conditions, we are close to the kind of question of how the human body in various environments can also avoid crashing...
...website includes tributes to deceased bikers listed only as Triumph Viking and Fat Ray. As far as becoming a Hells Angel without putting in a whole lot of effort, good luck. The membership information on the web site essentially boils down to this: "If you have to ask the question, you probably won't understand the answer...
...truth is that I could not be certain why agents had come after me or where it would lead. This was the problem, of course: the uncertainty. Regimes like the Islamic Republic excel in sowing doubt. Without transparency, and allowed unfettered access to my own imagination, I started to question everyone, including my own friends. Had one of them sold me out? Who could I trust? It was a path of suspicion that led unexpectedly to myself. I began to understand Rubashov in his cell, in Arthur Koestler's Darkness at Noon, a man driven by his own logic...