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Today at my job I am dealing with books on WW2, mostly British, some of them about the RAF. So, I am thinking of this:

A squadron leader, just off on a mission, runs past, and dashes into a Nissen hut

CAPTION: Somewhere in England, 1944

The squadron leader enters an RAF officers' mess and takes off his helmet
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I just love Jonathan Turley.

Turley: And I think part of the anger here really shouldn't be directed at AIG. We all knew what AIG was. The anger, and legitimately can be directed at Congress and both parties. I mean you have these members going around expressing complete shock. But you know when you give billions and billions of dollars to the ( Read more... )

By Michael Lewis

Because Iceland is really just one big family, it’s simply annoying to go around asking Icelanders if they’ve met Björk. Of course they’ve met Björk; who hasn’t met Björk? Who, for that matter, didn’t know Björk when she was two? “Yes, I know Björk,” a professor of finance at the University of Iceland says in reply to my question, ( Read more... )

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The results of CSpan's survey of historians:

http://www.c-span.org/PresidentialSurvey/Overall-Ranking.aspx

So much of this is wrong. Kennedy and Reagan are ridiculously overrated; Jackson is underrated; William Henry Harrison and Garfield should not even be on the list; Eisenhower is also overrated, though not by much. I am pleasantly surprised at ( Read more... )

Eye Witness: Whatever happened to the great British liquid lunch?

Alcohol and the workplace no longer mix.

By Cole Moreton

Sunday, 12 August 2001

Four o'clock in the afternoon and a drunk is slumped on a chair outside McDonald's at Liverpool Street station, gulping down hot black coffee. He should catch a train, but his befuddled legs won't work ( Read more... )

by John Updike

The cars in Caracas

create a ruckukus,

a four-wheeled fracacas,

taxaxis and truckes.

John Updike, Author, Dies at 76

NEW YORK (AP) -- John Updike, the Pulitzer Prize-winning novelist, prolific man of letters and erudite chronicler of sex, divorce and other adventures in the postwar prime of the American empire, died Tuesday at age 76.

Updike, a resident of Beverly Farms, Mass., died of lung cancer, according to a statement from his ( Read more... )