Gary Younge
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/ 14 January 2004

Criminal justice in New York

There is something eerily familiar about the American court system. Every now and then the prosecution interrupts the defence with the words: ”Objection — argumentative,” or the judge asks the legal adversaries to ”please approach the bench”, and you look over your shoulder for Cagney and Lacey or Ally McBeal.

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/ 17 December 2003

Peach Bourbon, Vidalia Onion or Jamaican Jerk?

With Thanksgiving and Christmas within four weeks of each other, there are few worse places and times to be a turkey than in the United States from mid-November to the new year. But what is bad news for the gobblers is good news for Jive Turkey — one of my favourite local takeaways which opened up earlier this year.

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/ 26 September 2003

No patience with US at UN

Old transatlantic wounds within the UN’s Security Council were reopened this week, as France condemned American unilateralism and demanded a rapid transition to democracy, and the US defended the war and insisted the move to Iraqi sovereignty would not be rushed.

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/ 12 September 2003

Post-9/11 wounds run deep

In myriad subtle ways the daily lives of the residents of Muncie, Indiana, have changed since September 11 2001. This 70 000-strong town of many churches and increasingly little industry gained fame in the 1920s as the subject of an academic survey of the American heartlands called Middletown.

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/ 5 September 2003

US move marks defeat for White House

The Bush administration suffered a humiliating diplomatic climbdown over Iraq this week as it presented a draft resolution to the United Nations, asking for military and financial help to rescue it from the ballooning human, financial and political costs of the occupation.

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/ 18 August 2003

When Wal-Mart comes to town

It’s a summer noon in Alabama and those residents of Pell City who brave the outdoors cling to the shade like a life-raft. Because of the heat and humidity they hug the contours of the downtown dollar stores, walking as slowly as a southern drawl. Pell City isn’t a city, strictly speaking.