Word: wetnessing
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...that Putin would not negotiate with them. "No one will have a single mouthful of water until he contacts us," the Chechen leader announced. Finally, he allowed a bucket of water to be brought in. People dunked boys' white shirts and girls' pinafores into the bucket and passed the wet clothes down the rows so each hostage could squeeze and suck a little water out of them. But the children would not stay quiet as ordered. The fighters stood a male hostage against a wall. "If you don't shut up, we'll kill him. After that, we will kill...
...looked that way on TV, and Bush had to perform the cleansing ritual he likes least: a prime-time press conference, in the East Room. Asked by a TIME correspondent what he considered his biggest mistake and what he had learned from it, the President chased the wet bar of soap around the tub for a while and then conceded he had no answer. At a time when only 48% of Americans support his handling of the war, he has a fine line to walk: to make his case that he was right while showing he has learned from what...
...days into a rafting trip down the Franklin River in Tasmania's southwest, you'd think getting wet wouldn't worry me. True, I've fallen off the raft, fallen into the raft, been drenched and dunked and dipped so many times I never feel completely dry. But I haven't been wet like this. Maybe the siren-like chattering of the pure waters distracts us - in any case, we're careless on this rapid, too slow and uncoordinated in our approach, and too late to change course when we realize our error. The current of a mighty river doesn...
...cruelest chore of every morning is simply getting dressed: crawling out of a warm sleeping bag, throwing off beanie and thermals, and submitting to the clothes that are just as cold and damp as they were the night before, checking them for leeches and squelching in wet sneakers. After three days of pulling each other out of the water, sleeping side by side and mocking each other's paddling styles, we're becoming a tight team of novices, and as we struggle into our sodden wetsuits, every groan elicits a grin of sympathy. We'll look back on these days...
...servants and businessmen out there, but in here we're hopelessly mortal, relying on our guides, ourselves and our next slippery foothold to get us through. Pat and our other guide, Dan, warn us that a fall here almost certainly means death, even as they have to leap onto wet rocks themselves to unsnag the rafts. We pull our little craft on ropes, use them as bridges to clamber over, tugging them as we inch backward along narrow ledges above frothing water. We push and pull them over boulders midstream, dropping them in the water on the other side...