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...years the Pentagon has quietly conducted "wound care" experiments on live animals at four laboratories around the country to help train doctors for combat duty. A fifth such center was to open next month at the Uniformed Services University of the Health Sciences in Bethesda, Md. Called the Wound Laboratory, the $70,000, 50-ft.-long firing range would have received 75 pigs for its initial experiments and, thereafter, up to 80 dogs a year. The plan: to anesthetize or restrain the animals, shoot them in the hind legs, and then let 150 military doctors treat the wounds. Once treated...
...owns a male collie named Kilty, issued a terse one-line statement banning all Department of Defense dog shootings. Next a presumably weary Weinberger ordered a broad review of the Pentagon's use of animals in medical research and directed that no animals could be used for wound research until the study was completed...
...wound laboratory opened as scheduled, it might also have become a target of critics of Government waste: Defense Department researchers were planning to pay licensed dealers $80 to $130 for each doomed dog, instead of buying unclaimed dogs from humane societies-which would have put them to death anyway-for as little as $3 to $ 10 a head...
...Games, France's Baron Pierre de Coubertin, then president of the International Olympic Committee, shook his head and declared, "The Games must be less expensive." Nice point, Baron. Unfortunately, national pride intent on outdoing predecessors has blossomed, and so have the deficits. The 1976 Montreal gathering, for instance, wound up $1 billion in the red, and the Moscow Games three years ago required a nation-strapping $9 billion to stage. But last week, with a year to go and counting, the Los Angeles Olympic Organizing Committee, a private group, seemed well under way toward bringing off an audacious pledge...
...hotel was her first opportunity in several months to eat full meals and to take showers. The Lebanese people in general were astonishingly magnanimous, even mirthful, amid the postwar rubble; but Lulla was tired and alone. En route to the airport on our last day, our bus wound through Palestinian refugee camps and verdant fields pierced by the sounds of artillery practice. I listened unblinkingly as the old woman urged me to center my life around a devoted husband and family so that I didn't end up forsaken like herself. The predictability of her advice was irritating...