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...demoralization. Living conditions would provoke a mutiny in many countries. Sergei, the Spetsnaz noncommissioned officer, lives in a slum. Officially called noncommissioned officers' married quarters, his single room measures 5 ft. by 8 ft., and he lives there with his wife and daughter. Ten families share a rat-infested kitchen and a single toilet whose walls are rotting from dampness. Sergei does not wear his uniform when he goes into the city--civilians view soldiers as losers, he says...
...first name. We parents claim it's simpler that way. The truth is that we think the informality will keep us young and cool and prevent us from becoming our parents. Instead, we become the reluctant peers of our kids and their friends, who skip into the kitchen to ask, "Hey Amy, got a soda?" I've dealt with this discomfort by asking my young friends to call me Miss Amy. This has gone over limply, at best...
...election results come to me in dreams. My kitchen table hops and thumps like a flamenco dancer. I ask it, "How do you think Hillary Clinton will do against Giuliani? What about the presidency in 2004?" The table tells me Hillary is a great American story forming. I seem to hear the distant voice of Madonna singing the lead...
...skipper of the Exxon Valdez; after nine years of appeals; in Anchorage. In 1990 a jury convicted Hazelwood of negligently spilling 11 million gal. of oil into Prince William Sound. Hazelwood began his 1,000 hours of community service by picking up roadside junk and working in a soup kitchen...
...Harrisburg this summer. "Home." My friends are all back in Maryland. I remember the first jolt of jealousy, when I received an e-mail message from a friend enthusiastically recounting a night out. In Bethesda. At home. And here I am, eating in an unfamiliar kitchen. Every night, I go to sleep staring at the unfamiliar ceiling of my own bedroom. It's funny how you can get used to a ceiling. Behind the house, when the moon is full, sometimes I hear a chorus of unfamiliar dogs...