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...then drove him over the Khyber Pass to Afghanistan, beyond the Egyptians' reach. The Pakistani spy agency, known as Inter-Services Intelligence, had betrayed the Egyptians. "The next day the ISI called up and said, 'So sorry, the man gave us the slip,'" a diplomat recalls. "It was a lie...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Has Pakistan Tamed its Spies? | 4/28/2002 | See Source »

Pity the 'tween-agers. Abandoned by the mainstream comicbook industry, American boys under 12 and every kind of girl have been left with just Archie and Disney. They must lie awake at night thinking about that far away paradise where children get their own targeted comicbooks. Luckily a pair of smart, fun books from this land, called Japan, have been brought over here. "Marmalade Boy" (Tokyopop; 200pp; $9.99) swoops down and entertains all those sad little 'tween girls while "Astro Boy" (Dark Horse Comics; 224pp; $9.95) has arrived to delight the boys...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Two New Comix for Kids | 4/23/2002 | See Source »

...Clothesline Project was not insufficient. The true insufficiencies lie in Harvard’s policies and lack of support...

Author: By Margaret C. Anadu, | Title: Harvard, Not Clothesline Project, Insufficient | 4/22/2002 | See Source »

Perhaps they’re right. But it behooves me to point out that if there were a supernatural realm, or realms, one would not expect its secrets to lie open to the probings of skeptical scientists and self-assured Harvardians. Indeed, one would expect the supernatural to impinge upon our own world only occasionally, in places where the wall between the two spheres was rubbed thin—or cleaved, briefly, by the Hand...

Author: By Ross G. Douthat, | Title: The Enchanted World | 4/22/2002 | See Source »

...brassy Italian-American lady whose ministry was based around her ability to (brace yourselves, my science-concentrating friends) heal people of various illnesses, ranging from chronic arthritis to cancer. She would pluck sufferers from the crowd, name their ailments, touch them—and they would fall over and lie twitching on the carpeted floor of whatever Connecticut high school auditorium her constantly cash-strapped organization had rented out that night. Sometimes they spoke in tongues. (Sometimes my parents did—which is more embarrassing than you can imagine...

Author: By Ross G. Douthat, | Title: The Enchanted World | 4/22/2002 | See Source »

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