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...point I saw Death. He made no gesture, but he opened his mouth and I looked right down his throat, which distended to become a tunnel. He expected me to yield, to go in. This filled me with abhorrence, a hatred of nonbeing. In that moment I realized that there is nothing, nothing whatsoever, outside of the life we have; that the "meaning of life" is nothing other than life itself, obstinately asserting itself against emptiness. Life was so powerful, so demanding, and in my concussion and delirium, even as my systems were shutting down, I wanted it so much...
...leather-faced old man intently folded his pink ballot and slotted it into the box, I felt a slight lump in my throat. I'm a sucker for the rituals and realities of democracy, and here we were in the remote Chinese village of Liujiachang watching a thousand citizens in a schoolyard listen to campaign speeches and then vote for mayor. The incumbent, a slick young man elected three years ago, promised to lower taxes and improve irrigation. The challenger, older and more earthy, promised to open the village books for inspection and eloquently described how his own success...
...February, coughs and wheezes through weekly radio address. Treats throat with hot tea and lemon...
...election trail and 12-day Asia trip reduce voice to whisper. Vocal cords examined with fiber-optic probe; given drug to keep stomach acid out of throat...
What?s a sniffler to do this cold season? Muzzle the mucus before it gets bad. And that means one of those decongestant/antihistamine combos you may already be using (like Triaminic, Contac or Drixoral). Of course, you're then faced with cracked lips, a scratchy throat and stinging eyes, but it's good to know that apart from drying up the offending effluent they are probably helping to shorten the disease cycle. So stock up on those pills and syrups, and just think - this winter, you could be spared one of the annoyances of the season: the inevitable balls...