Word: vaporize
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...room, wearing Afghan-style pants and slippers. Two men are speaking softly in Arabic. "Let's do this fast," says one. As they leave, a thin cloud of white smoke crawls into the picture. The dog stands on all fours, but its legs buckle. As the vapor rises, the dog topples onto its side, shrieking and writhing. For the next minute, the video shows the dog in the throes of death; the animal moans until finally its shaking tail falls still...
...room, wearing Afghan-style pants and slippers. Two men are speaking softly in Arabic. "Let?s do this fast," says one. As they leave, a thin cloud of white smoke crawls into the picture. The dog stands on all fours, but its legs buckle. As the vapor rises, the dog topples onto its side, shrieking and writhing. For the next minute, the video shows the dog in the throes of death; the animal moans until finally its shaking tail falls still...
...terror is the growing realization that there is no solution in sight. "The Situation" is what everyone calls the state we're in. It's a depersonalized term that reflects the feeling that there is no one responsible and no control possible. Like an enigmatic curse or a supernatural vapor, The Situation has come and settled in. In this atmosphere of powerlessness, people oscillate between being oversensitized and being numb...
...chemical reaction between a hydrogen-containing fuel and oxygen. Fuel cells have been around for decades in exotic applications, powering satellites and spacecraft. They are being developed for commercial use in electric cars and to provide backup electricity for buildings (a truly "green" technology: their only emissions are water vapor and heat). Strapping a power plant to a mobile phone once seemed a silly idea?early prototypes for portable fuel cells were as ungainly as a pair of clogs?but miniaturization has reached the stage where consumers might buy into the concept...
...heavily armed Taliban. One fighter points up into the mauve twilight sky. I think he's showing me the crescent moon and I nod appreciatively: "Yes, very beautiful." Impatiently, he gestures over to a range of darkening hills, and then I see it: a B-52 bomber, its vapor trails catching the last rays of light. "American?" he asks me menacingly. "No, French...