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...Koreans call it "the gate-crasher of spring." Every year, huge storms of fine yellow sand, churned up by winds in the Gobi Desert, swirl across northeastern China and descend on the peninsula, obscuring visibility and dusting everything in yellow. Last week's storm-2002's first-was Korea's worst in at least 40 years. Dust concentrations were 20 times normal in parts of Seoul. Worse still, some scientists now fear the crud clouds are picking up toxins, such as cadmium and arsenic, as they cross China's northeastern industrial belt. The pollutant payload is small but "very, very...
Next week the Prime Minister flies to Texas for several days of talks at Bush's 650-hectare ranch in Crawford. Many sessions are expected to be one-on-one, including a dust-stirring tour lasting several hours. What to do about Saddam Hussein is the overwhelming topic. British and American officials wave off any thought that war is imminent. A Bush aide calls Crawford a "blue sky" meeting, that is, one for thinking big; a British official agrees that "this isn't a planning summit, it's an ideas summit...
...streets wear the scars of economic devastation. The avenues of this Manchurian city of 1.8 million residents run past abandoned plants and ghost factories. Cities like this were once the industrial backbone of China's planned economy; at the now barren complexes, factory windows are shattered or caked with dust. In the center of town listless workers line crossroads with wooden placards strung across their chests reading "carpenter," "electrician," "plumber"?an army of unemployed laborers that locals say makes up 80% of the workforce. City Hall, a dingy building on Democracy Road, is where workers used to grovel at government...
...days of the battle, some 500 bombs and missiles were dropped on the valley. Gunships raked al-Qaeda positions, killing hundreds. "You could hear the AC-130 bombers circling above in the clouds, then this slow thud, thud, thud," said Marine Captain Jeff Pool. "Then these great showers of dust would rise up from the valley floor." By the weekend, snow and freezing rain returned, and American commanders had to decide whether to risk more casualties by going after those fighters--maybe 200 of them--still in the caves...
...living, fiddling proof of that maxim. True, it hasn’t been easy to overcome my anti-Garth bigotry; indeed, the first time my freshman year roommate blasted “Rodeo” (It’s bulls and blood / it’s dust and mud / it’s the roar of a Sunday crowd) in our cramped dorm room, I felt every snobbish joint in my body stiffen, and I slipped on my headphones and pumped up Radiohead, or something similarly trendy...