It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again (...) who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement and who at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly.
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"As seeds of hope are planted" Casablanca’s visitor can feel that the city is getting some of Iraq’s routine robberies, Egypt’s subtle antiquities smuggling and Colombia’s addiction to cocaine that requires the Israeli monstrous community policing. A...
