Do they test diabetes treatments with sugar-pill placebos?
Wow, sure jail and possible deportation are bad, but could there be a more ignominious fate than having this sentence written about you in the New York Times?
Later, Mr. Ravi, an ultimate Frisbee player who seemed to thrive on attention, invited people to watch when Mr. Clementi again had a male visitor.
Have 150 million people or whatever it is really sat through ‘KONY 2012,’ past the silly onscreen text, the Facebook shout-out, and the gazing into eyes of towheaded kid as only hope for wretched of the earth, etc., etc.?
The thing is, there’ve for years been tons of available documentary-ish features on the Lord’s Resistance Army online: See this video by the UK Telegraph, or the BBC’s interview (!) with Kony himself. Am I just completely out of touch to think that the best thing about the Internet is being able to read/see/watch professionally prepared material from countries/times/outlooks beyond the physically proximate, rather than the global aesthetic triumph of the treacly, the amateurish, the fanboy (so much so that even well-funded NGOs have to adopt to style!)? Are people really thinking, consciously or not, “well, i’ve never cared about child soldiers in the past, despite the terabytes of stuff available instantly, but wait! this clip looks like something I could have made with a FlipCam and shareware. Must be authentically interested in an authentic problem!”
As something of a connoisseur of moving-picture non-fiction, I share with you a simple test to decide whether something is worth wasting your time-wasting time on: Does the narration sound like it’d cut it on PBS or any of the docucable networks? If they can’t afford—or more likely, refuse to get—credible voice work, how likely is it that they’re meeting other conventions, like those of truth?
So, as everyone assumed, Osama Bin Laden’s last years really were just a Season 1 episode of ‘Big Love’
Osama Bin Laden spent his final months in a household fraught with friction between his three wives — one of whom might have given him up to the CIA, according to a blockbuster new account.
Bin Laden shared a third-floor bedroom in the crowded Pakistani villa he died in with his fifth, youngest and most beloved wife, Amal.
Trouble came to Abbottabad in early 2011, when the terrorist’s ornery third wife, Khairiah, suddenly moved in.
Amal, who was 19 when she wed Bin Laden in 1999, shared the third floor with her husband and had few conflicts with wife No. 4, Siham.
“Bin Laden didn’t sleep with any of his other wives after marrying Amal,” Qadir told the Guardian.
After she arrived, spouse No. 3 was restricted to the second floor.
She cast an immediate pall over the 27 Abbottabad residents, who included eight Bin Laden children and five of his grandkids.
“She is so aggressive that she borders on being intimidating,” one interrogator told Qadir about Khairiah.
Worse for the household’s harmony, there were suspicions among the clan that Khairiah’s return was part of a plot to betray her once-beloved husband.
Read more: http://www.nydailynews.com/news/world/osama-bin-laden-family-members-convinced-eldest-wife-intended-betray-al-qaeda-leader-researcher-article-1.1035276#ixzz1oal6rWzZ
how are all the Romney men perfectly gray (or in the son’s case, incipiently so) just at the temples?
"The men and women who wrote the Declaration of Independence…" : (
that it takes a lapse into monumental “insensitivity” to encourage serious discussion about clearing the linguistic underbush of our hoariest cliches, but while we’re at it, could we please retire “pot calling the kettle black” too? I mean, at least i can sort of imagine having a nice suit of chain-mail ruined by some minor imperfection, and being innocently peeved about it, but if I’m noticing the color of other housewares, you can pretty much bet I am, indeed, being racist. [Yes, I’ve always been with Omarosa (2:24) on this one.]