The Best American Travel Writing 2011
Sloane Crosley, Jason Wilson
Language: English
Pages: 288
ISBN: 0547333366
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
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specifically, one of Saddam's most hated henchmen, the infamous and recently executed "Chemical Ali," set up shop in Kirkuk in 1986, when the Anfal campaign against the countryside began. Like Kurds, Syrians could not get jobs unless they changed their official nationality. In the course of their Arabization program, the Baathists constructed about two thousand houses for Arabs in Arafa alone. I asked about religious discrimination, and Deacon Israel remarked that even now there stood in Mosul a
Jadotte asserted. "The language of 'boys, have at it' speaks solely to the rules on the racetrack. It's about increasing competitiveness and modifying driver behavior. It's not about who's watching in the stands." Max Siegel, a former sports and entertainment lawyer who once ran a major gospel label, is the primary owner of Revolution Racing. Siegel recently had the idea of turning the trials and triumphs of the drivers on his team into a reality television show, a series he sold to Black
question of whether to open a casino—which many Shinnecocks see as inconsistent with their traditional way of life—has created the kind of disagreement you might expect from people living in what is essentially an endless family reunion. In 1996, at a tribal meeting in the cinder-block Shinnecock Community Center, a discussion about the possibility of building a casino exploded into a brawl. By the time it was over, people were throwing chairs at one another and one trustee's brother had bitten a
the old one, was highly visible. I worried about people who floated the river in summer. Of course, this eagle pair had shown that they were more interested in river traffic and what we are doing around the house than in privacy and isolation. As with humans, in the bird world it takes all kinds. For weeks they hauled materials in, mostly sticks and a dangerous length of orange binder twine that could tangle young birds tramping around in the nest. They took breaks from the construction and went
driving home from Baghdad, bearing atop their car the corpse of one of their fathers, whom the doctor had failed to save, reached the checkpoint of a certain militia—Sunni or Shia, the interpreter did not know—and were informed that one of them must yield his head to their prince, their Emir (this was the word used, as if the story were a fable). Money and persuasion finally impelled the highwaymen to behead the father's body; the Emir would never know the difference. But when they came safely