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Green M.P. Keith Locke protested the changes, saying Kiwis' "human rights are now in the firing line." But for the National party's Mapp, they can't come soon enough. He believes "dangerous people" could slip in "buried in the numbers of people who overstay their visas and those who come in under humanitarian quotas." Buchanan says the latter is unlikely. The country's U.N.-agreed refugee quota is a tiny 750 a year, and of the 1,200 or so people who, like Zaoui, claim refugee status on arrival, fewer than 20% are accepted. "The easiest...
...flap was instructive about the kind of traps that the Bush campaign is adept at setting for Kerry, and the personality trait that makes Kerry walk right into them. That Bush allies would unearth and quietly slip the 1971 videotape to two news outlets tells you that the Republicans are doing what the Kerry campaign had expected them to do all along--playing hardball. But that Kerry could be ensnared in the ribbons vs. medals nontroversy tells you why so many Democrats start to get nervous whenever the Massachusetts Senator opens his mouth without a script...
Finally, with the sun beginning to slip down in the sky after over three hours of baseball, the Crimson finished off the Crusaders...
...charges of helping to plan the September 2001 attacks on the U.S., making him the first person to be officially tied to both Sept. 11 and the Madrid bombings in March. Garzón's indictment also revealed that security services earlier let a number of key terror suspects slip their grasp. Azizi fled Spain before police could arrest him in November 2001. A year earlier, Turkish police had detained Azizi in Istanbul, along with fellow Moroccans Said Berraj and Salahedin Benyaich. All three men were released. Berraj is a suspect in the Madrid bombings; Benyaich has been jailed...
...dodge the taxi cabs hurtling down Charing Cross Road, hop over the thin, gray puddles and slip through the doors of London's National Portrait Gallery - a slow, steady stream of women shaking the rain from our umbrellas and asking, with just a hint of excitement, for directions to Room 41. Deep in the belly of the gallery, beyond the Lucian Freuds and the Cecil Beatons, Room 41 sits hushed and darkened. I join 11 visitors curled cross-legged on the floor, gazing at a 1-m-wide plasma screen where a shirtless blond man lies sleeping: David Beckham...