Thursday, February 7, 2008

Benazir, Epilogue

Of all the reasons that Pakistan is a bizarre place--described here and elsewhere--one of particular note is this: the most preposterous explanations offered by the country's standard-bearers in response to high-profile deaths of public figures (e.g., fuck you, cricket coach Bob Woolmer was not murdered, and, fuck you, Benazir Bhutto was not felled by an assassin's bullets) somehow manage to be vindicated in the end: Woolmer indeed died of natural causes, and Bhutto died, having knocked her head against the top of a sunroof. I yukked it up when these two theories were first offered, so I eat crow again tonight.

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