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...press tour returned from the outpost that had been destroyed and overrun by attacking Georgian tanks on the first day, four local residents had slung the body into a light blue medical cloth and were trying to get it into a yellow coffin. Neighbors stood out in the street, most holding their clothes over their faces because of the smell. Two or three times on the ride back out of the city, that same stench could be smelled...
...guests, many wearing fluorescent red stars, the SOHO corporate symbol, stood on the grounds of the Commune, sipping champagne and listening to rock bands and rappers alike - at one point the guests dancing, memorably, to the version of Martin Luther King's "I Have a Dream" speech set to a hip-hop beat. You wouldn't hear that in the Forbidden City...
...Martí funeral last Sunday, expressions of anger, fear and impotence were the norm. Alfredo Harp, who had been kidnapped by a leftist guerrilla group in the early '90s before being freed after the payment of a ransom said by family sources to be more than $50 million, stood next to the bereaved father, as did a number of other kidnapping victims from the business community. The talk in this community is increasingly focused on taking matters into their hands in the face of government ineffectiveness...
...hundreds of pages of legal documents suggest that Ivins stood to gain from causing an anthrax scare. Before the anthrax letters, his life's work was in jeopardy because of questions about the effectiveness of anthrax vaccines in general. After the attacks, the Army's vaccine got back on track with Ivins' help. The lab also received a surge of resources and prestige as the deaths from the letters made anthrax a matter of national security. Ivins also gained financially as a co-inventor on two patents connected to his work, though it remains unclear how much money Ivins personally...
...month or so later, on Christmas Day, I was standing in the dirt courtyard when I saw that same guard approach me. He walked up and stood silently next to me, not looking or smiling at me. Then he used his sandaled foot to draw a cross in the dirt. We stood wordlessly looking at the cross, remembering the true light of Christmas, even in the darkness of a Vietnamese prison camp...