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...bees, which tend to attack humans and wildlife in swarms. Since the bees pose a potential threat to California's $55 million-a-year bee industry, the state's department of food and agriculture announced last week that it would carry out a search-and-destroy mission for all wild bees within a ten-mile radius of the killer nest. Scientists will also inspect the 9,200 commercial hives in the 97 apiaries in a 400-sq.-mi. quarantine area for the possible presence of Africanized bees...
...from Fordham University, Robin Silverman, 24, fulfilled her life's dream in February by becoming an animal keeper at the Bronx Zoo. She was known for her enthusiasm and expertise, which made what happened last week all the more inexplicable. At about 10 a.m., shortly before the zoo's Wild Asia exhibit was due to open, Silverman unlocked two doors and, along with Barbara Burke, 21, a volunteer aide, proceeded to walk into the two-acre enclosure. Twenty feet inside, two powerful Siberian tigresses sprang from thick foliage and pounced on her. Burke escaped by clambering...
...higher truth. It is a form of mental alchemy that confuses metaphor with fact. Somewhere in the Führer's murky idea of Europe's gene pool, the Volk await a new golden age. But first he must burn away the dross of Bolshevism and Jewry. The verbiage grows wild and the mind bloats. Wagener's unintended legacy is a lesson on how a haunted medieval mind could effectively debase reason in the name of reason. --By R.Z. Sheppard
Perhaps to prove himself to a ghost, perhaps because of the hazing his teammates gave him, the rookie became an animal. "I was just a mild-mannered Sunday-school boy," Cobb liked to reminisce 40 years later. "But those old-timers turned me into a snarling wild-cat." They snubbed him, sawed his bats in half, locked him out of hotel rooms. He responded with his mouth, his fists and his average. In Cobb's first full year he hit .320, and that was to be his worst mark ever. In the era of the spitball he led the league...
...language. He became a film star as the little guy with false bravado who lucks into hero status. That's the formula here, but this time Chow doesn't take center stage until the last half an hour. Instead he uses his old comic style--mixing deadpan delivery with wild visual gags--to create an elegant directorial approach...