5 March 2003

New York's currently: not caring much for the go-go

It can't get any worse! It can't get any worse! (It is! It is!) Federal deficit balloons, even without Bush's plan to cut taxes, or any costs from waging battles around the world.

The business of preparing for two million refugees from Iraq. Related: Iraq's on-hold music embraces Scott Joplin.

24 long-range bombers sent to Guam, easy distance from North Korea.

Arizona father produces six diamonds from daughter's remains.

Hillary Clinton, bringing 'more of a war-room mentality to the Senate than some senators are comfortable with.'

Rachel, it seems, has a very big gun: Friends pilot performed as bullet-happy Quake battle.

West Bank zookeepers stuff the dead and patch the living. (Whereas Washington zookeepers kill by accident.)

I understand they have a message to put out, but we just don't like it and we try not to do it. Sunday morning talk show hosts contend they're more than PR organs. Related: Press Gaggle, where Fleischer may discover a post-White House career playing Tuesdays and Thursdays in the Berkshires.

Elvis Presley forbidden from filing any further lawsuits against the government.

Unfortunately, to wage war, Bush has created a coalition of the billing, not the willing.

Girl Scouts building bonds with mothers behind bars.

Amanda Hesser on the lasting beauty of bone-handle forks. (Other food things: Robert L. Wolke with the secrets of marinating, and Julian Barnes starts a cookery books series for the Guardian.)

The Dead, as the Grateful ones are now known, have a new guitarist to fill Jerry's shoes.

Hours of reading at Court TV's Celebrity Crime Library.

Cheese racing.

Because the book is novelistic and not inherently cinematic? Interview with Scott Rudin, director of The Hours and the publishing industry's favorite mogul.