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...December 2006 report by Dutch think-tank EPN detailed the economics, rights, and well-being of users in Second Life. EPN wrote that “there is no solid middle class in Second Life. People are either ‘poor’ or they earn a lot.” A main cause of this is the ease with which users can pursue their self-interest and desires for profit. But what really unites these problems of profit and short-sighted decisions is a general lack of empathy. Users who pursue wealth at the cost of cooperation, teaching...
...February 14, 2001: Elmira, New York A high schools student's plans for a school shooting are foiled after students bring the fact that he had weapons on him to a teacher's attention. He carried 14 pipe bombs, three smaller bombs, a propane tank, a sawed-off shotgun, and a .22 caliber pistol into the school by a duffel bag and also a book bag full of ammunition. On December 17, 2001, Jeremy he is sentenced to 8 1/2 years...
...heavyweight women struggled in the morning heat on the Charles Saturday.And as a result of impending storm yesterday, the lightweight women were forced to cram two days of competition into one on Saturday. After racing two earlier heats in the day, Radcliffe had no gas left in the tank for the finals of the first varsity eight.Despite all of this, the team still secured a third-place finish in addition to a first-place result for its novice eight.“We had done a lot of racing,” sophomore Kayla Feld said...
Imus' words keep repeating in my head, like a violent, midday mugging. One minute, you're putting gas in your tank. The next: BANG! A gun in your face. Your response to being violently blindsided is not anger but a debilitating sense of violation and helplessness. If Imus is fired tomorrow, I won't feel any better. I'll still be wondering who else sees a "jigaboo...
...jail wastes a body quickly. When I entered Cell 6 at Gwanda police station, I was fit. After five days in a concrete and iron-bar tank, with no food and only a few sips of water, my skin was flaking and my clothes were slipping off. A prison blanket had given me lice. The water I had palmed from a rusty tap in the shower had given me diarrhea. Under a 24-hour strip light, I hadn't slept more than a few minutes at a time. And I stank. So many men had passed through Cell 6 that...