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...refused to spell out why he spent an estimated 40 hours over 70 days downloading all that data, what he did with much of it or why he tried repeatedly to enter a restricted area after losing his security clearance--once, around 3:30 a.m. on Christmas Eve. As part of his plea agreement, Lee promised to explain everything to investigators. He will never again be able to vote, however, or serve on a jury...
...refused to spell out why he spent an estimated 40 hours over 70 days downloading all that data, what he did with much of it or why he tried repeatedly to enter a restricted area after losing his security clearance - once, around 3:30 a.m. on Christmas Eve. As part of his plea agreement, Lee promised to explain everything to investigators. He will never again be able to vote, however, or serve on a jury...
When the Olympic torch bobs up the Opera House steps on Games eve, the two will blur even more. Schofield, for one, doesn't see why the Olympic ideals of "faster, higher, stronger" can't also apply to the arts: "We can measure our performance against the world's best practice, our companies against other companies, just as athletes measure themselves against competitors from other countries." Let the arts begin...
...documentary "One Day in September" aired by HBO Monday night is a timely reminder, on the eve of the Sydney Olympiad, of the day the Games lost their innocence. It's extremely unlikely today, of course, that a group of terrorists planning a rampage of murder and mayhem in Sydney would be able to gain access to the Olympic Village simply by scaling a fence late at night with the help of some curfew-busting, drunk American athletes. And no Olympic organizers would ever again make the mistake of having the event policed by unarmed security officers and having...
...exceedingly pleasant. My parents would take me to get new school supplies, and my clever and often ear-splitting negotiating tactics meant that I had a good shot at returning home with a new, utterly useless prize, like a special bendable pencil or a cherry-scented pen. On the eve of the new school year, I would organize my new loot carefully, caressing the shiny loose-leaf folders, sharpening the pencils, testing out the pink erasers. I'd set out my clothing for the next morning; as I got older, this ritual often involved lengthy consultations with friends, whose advice...