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...call Kashmir the subcontinent's West Bank or Gaza Strip would be a stretch. The Kashmir Valley, the heart and soul of the territory, is one of the earth's lovelier places. Many Kashmiris are poor, but no one lives in 50-year-old refugee settlements. Unlike the Palestinians, they have a homeland...
...leaders' first encounter, in Ljubljana, Slovenia, last June; Bush decided within two hours of meeting him that Putin was a man he could trust. Bush's remarks - "I looked the man in the eye," he said, and "I was able to get a sense of his soul" - elicited snickers from journalists and grimaces from his advisers, who feared Bush was swooning over Putin the way they had accused Clinton of falling for Yeltsin. Former Clintonites rolled their eyes at the irony. "I've known Putin for seven years," says Sandy Berger, who held Rice's job under Clinton...
...silent Micheaux films I've seen are not poorly made. And unlike most films aimed at blacks, Micheaux's were movies about blackness (sort of - I'll get to that shortly). The 1925 "Body and Soul," which I discussed in my last That Old Feeling column, has a robust narrative that nearly matches the charismatic presence of Paul Robeson as a preacher who charms, abuses and steals from his congregation of womenfolk. "The Symbol of the Unconquered" (1921) is a rambling, mostly charming love story about a black man who loves a light-skinned black woman but is afraid...
...Kids are very savvy very young," says Kim Kirberger, author of the 13 million-selling Chicken Soup for the Teenage Soul books, a spin-off of the original Chicken Soup series. "We have a very empty culture, and kids are realizing that money, possessions and success don't necessarily make for happiness. There has been an upsurge in teens looking for answers about life...
...Kunzru is as adaptable as his protean protagonist, effortlessly evoking a lush Indian landscape and a romantic Oxford, switching from wit to weight without misstep. But something is lacking. Kunzru's hero has identities to spare but no soul, and in the end he crumbles away. Kunzru's writing suffers similarly: it is the work of a brilliant literary impressionist who hits every symbol, fulfills every gesture, while missing something essential beneath the shining surface. Perhaps he knows this. "In between each impression," Kunzru writes, "just at the moment when one person falls away and the next...