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...years." And despite the World Bank holdup, there is progress. Juba may not look like much, but at least it looks like something. "There used to be nothing," says Itto. Some point to the Carter Center's spectacular recent advances in its fight against Guinea worm, a potentially lethal parasite carried by water, as proof, as Carter says, "that success is possible...
...good reason is wracked by guilt and fevers. In "Scarecrow," a dissolute husband jounces his wife's pregnant belly with a spiteful kick. Elsewhere, villagers are stricken with tuberculosis, malaria or opium withdrawal. But at least they're alive, unlike the unnamed refugee from the North whose worm-riddled corpse is mentioned in passing in the second section of the book. (See pictures of Seoul: the world's most connected city...
...financial Easter egg hunts, killing without compunction, then riffling around while everyone else is engaged in gunfire in the other room. Sal can shoot without ever missing his mark, he can punch, he's cool. Not movie-star cool the way Washington was in Training Day but an authentic worm, a dirty cop we can both relate to and not lionize. Hawke's reactions and witty asides are pitch perfect. He even looks dirty. I'd watch him every week if I could...
Even if McChrystal's officials are a huge success, two other crucial planks in Obama's plan to start pulling U.S. forces from Afghanistan in mid-2011 already look worm-eaten. One is the creation of a legitimate, reliable government in Kabul: since Karzai's contentious election late last year, Afghanistan's President has shown little inclination to ditch his corrupt cronies. Nor is there yet an Afghan security force capable of taking over from the Americans. Although U.S. commanders carefully talk up the contributions of the 4,500 Afghan National Army soldiers (two had been killed) and police...
...perhaps this anecdote is just a crutch for my own insecurities. See, in truth, I don’t really know anything about professional sports. Currently, my favorite athlete is Wiggler, the giant female worm in “Mario Tennis” that, upon winning a match, will squeal and giggle (the cross-species equivalent of a chest bump) and then turn into a flower. And, to make it worse, all but one of my blockmates is just as completely uninformed as I am. On our last blocking group vacation, beach football was almost unanimously booed down in favor...