Appendix A presents a selection of texts that are found frequently in the chapters. Short texts are given in their entirety; fragments are excerpted from the longer texts. Unless otherwise noted, the fragment begins at the beginning of the text. The original paragraphing is preserved. The texts are given in the order presented in this book.
The texts: (a) from A Necessary End, by Peter Robinson, New York: Avon Books, 1989, p. 182; (b) Barak fights on many fronts, New York Times, May 20, 2000; (c) Cheap oil's tough bargains by Robert Mosbacher, New York Times, March 13, 2000; (d) After a victory. Ethiopia looks toward other fronts, New York Times, May 20, 2000; (e) from Cell communication, by John Scott &Tony Pawson, Scientific American, June, 2000; (f) from Listening to humpbacks, by Douglas H. Chadwick, National Geographic, July 1999; (g) from Slave-making queens, by Howard Topoff, Scientific American, November 1999; (h) Hijacking the rulebook, by Alan Ehrenhalt, New York Times, December 20, 1998; (i) The Information Revolution, Peter Drucker, Atlantic Monthly, October 1999; (j) The Chinese Potter, by Margaret Medley, London: Phaidon, 1989; (k) from The pride of the cities, by Peter Beinart, New Republic, June 1997; (l) from How it works, by Jim Collins, US Airways Magazine, Attaché, May 2001; (m) from "The Dead" by James Joyce. In Dubliners, 1916; reprinted London: Penguin Books, 1982, pp. 177–79; (n) Let teenagers try adulthood, by Leon Botstein, New York Times, May 1999.
(a)Fragment from A Necessary End, by Peter Robinson; pages 81ff.
Mara walked along the street, head down, thinking about her talk with Banks. Like all policemen, he asked nothing but bloody awkward questions. And Mara was sick of awkward questions. Why couldn't things just get back to normal so she could get on with her life?
"Hello, love," Elspeth greeted her as she walked into the shop.
"Hello. How's Dottie?"
"She won't eat. How she can expect to get better when she refuses to eat, I just don't know.
They both knew that Dottie wasn't going to get better, but nobody said so.
"What's wrong with you?" Elspeth asked "You've got a face as long as next week."
Mara told her about Paul.
"I don't want to say I told you so," Elspeth said, smoothing her dark tweed skirt, "but I thought that lad was trouble from the start. You're best rid of him, all of you."