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...Khan was savagely bashed after he was arrested at a roadblock on Nov. 3. In the police station, "he was hit in the face without warning," says his partner Agnes Bulatiko. "Then the room filled with officers punching him. It was terrifying." At press time Khan was in hospital with a reported broken jaw and ribs; he had not been charged. Police said he had resisted arrest. Eleven men had appeared in court on charges of incitement to mutiny and conspiracy to murder. In a statement, Bainimarama said there were "disgruntled groups" in Fiji who "have the potential...
...police to address the crowd. Before she had a chance to speak, she was bundled into a waiting police car. "I have been given no reason to be arrested," she screamed, as the police slammed the door behind her. Asim Awan, a presenter for the local independent TV station Dawn News, observed that the police were allowing senior level politicians to give speeches and press conferences outside Bhutto's compound, but that lower-level workers were shut out or arrested. Said Awan: "The government knows [the workers] are the machine that keeps Bhutto's party going...
What followed was the epitome of small-town activism. First came the NOBODY OWNS KATONAH T shirts and the Marthometer, a parody newspaper handed out at the commuter-train station. By summer, a fund raiser to cover legal bills had been put together; local musician Marc Black sang about Chief Katonah, the town's Native American namesake, as members of the Ramapough Lenape Indian nation, who had been enlisted to share in the outrage, looked on. Two recent high school grads took to the Internet with another protest song ("You're a craftsman who can make a vase...
...Student] life is a mixture of parties and academics, and the affairs of the city don’t fit in very well,” Tom D. O’Leary, who has lived in Cambridge for 27 years, said at the Quincy House polling station. “As for the residents, it is only an abominable lack of consciousness that keeps them from the polls...
Harvard is a coaling station somewhere between Manhattan and its vast hinterland. Look around the dining hall this morning—you’ll see an absurd number of seniors in business suits hoping against hope that four years at Harvard is their golden ticket to the Upper East Side. Their stories are similar: born somewhere, achieved greatness, and had signing bonuses thrust upon them by Goldman, Sachs, Lehman, and other Jews. For them, quaint Cambridge has been either a brief respite from their childhood New York state of mind or else a warm-up for the World Series...