1. On Monday night in Beverly Hills, Elle magazine hosted its “Women in Hollywood Awards,” a standard evening of showbiz self-congratulation animated by a gentle pro-feminist spirit. On Tuesday morning, all anyone was talking or writing about from the event was Renee Zellweger’s face.
The fumes, reeking of gasoline, poured from the white Kia SUV as soon as an emergency medical technician broke one of the rear windows. Inside, the body of a dark-haired young woman with a beauty mark on her left cheek reclined in the driver's seat, keys dangling from the ignition.
The best-selling novel "Ender's Game" by author Orson Scott Card will still be part of a Mesa County school district language arts program after a special committee convened by the district voted to keep the text in the curriculum.
He isn't a turbocharged, larger-than-life character, like Jerry Blavat. Nor is he a benign presence still embracing the peace-and-love ethos of the 1960s, like Pierre Robert. Or an agent provocateur, nonchalantly hurling verbal Molotov cocktails, on the order of Angelo Cataldi or Howard Eskin.
When two American journalists were beheaded in the last several weeks by Islamic State militants, Joe Gannon was saddened and horrified. But in another sense, he wasn't that surprised, knowing full well the dangers that foreign correspondents can face in a war zone.
The Turkish border crossing of Oncupinar, an hour's drive from the embattled Syrian city of Aleppo, is a chaotic buzz of people waiting to pass into one of the most violent regions in the world. Border guards stand by with machine guns to prevent Islamic militants from joining the flow, but within their sight smugglers offer to take travelers across for a surprisingly small fee.