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...wait. For the Mafia-did-it advocates, the plot is much thicker. In their view, the man who rode a bus to Mexico City before the assassination, talking to travelers about his plans to meet Fidel Castro and then raising a ruckus at the Cuban embassy, probably was not Oswald. More likely, he was an impostor, dispatched by Mafia schemers so that when the real Oswald killed the President, a Cuban-Soviet connection would be readily assumed. The existence of someone posing as Oswald would, of course, be proof in itself of a conspiracy...
...many alumni here today, ties to Harvard are thicker than blood. And it’s insulting to suggest—as the University’s own rhetoric does—that their motives for contributing to Harvard are as crass as wanting to marginally improve their children’s admissions odds. Today I’ll toss my cap into the air and join the ranks of Harvard alumni—and I too will take offense at the University’s underestimation of my commitment to my alma mater. I can only hope that...
...wounded. Before long, the climbers heard the whap-whapping of blades and saw a dark green chopper struggling up to them. When it landed, the able-bodied loaded first Makalu Gao, then Weathers aboard, and the pilot flew off, dropping gratefully down to lower altitudes where there was thicker air for his blades to bite. With the helicopter gone, the most grievously injured climbers were at last on their way to safety. Back on Everest, the ambulatory ones were left to make their own way down--and the fallen ones were left to remain forever where they...
...When my eyes became accustomed to the darkness, I saw vaguely that there was a wooden board on the dusty floor and a cement toilet in the corner. The room was no more than about five feet square. The handcuffs felt different. They were much heavier and thicker, with a square edge, not rounded like the others I had worn. My hands felt hot, and my fingers were stiff. I did not know how long I sat there. In a dark room, in complete isolation, time assumed a different meaning or had no meaning at all. My legs felt stiff...
...software developer at Ascent Technology, said he was on the fifth floor when the fire alarms went off. When he and about 100 other workers tried to escape through the stairwells, they found them crowded with thick smoke, he said. “As we went down, it got thicker and thicker,” Clemens said a day after the accident. “We got to the third floor [and] couldn’t go down. It was too thick. People were breathing through things, like through my hat.” While in the third-floor elevator...