March 2, 2008 |
Corn is a key element of the U.S. food supply. It is what dairy cows eat to make milk and hens consume to lay eggs. It fattens cattle, hogs and chickens before slaughter. It makes soda sweet. As the building block of ethanol, it is now also a major component of auto fuel. And that may signal trouble ahead.
October 28, 2007 |
While the West burns and the Southeast bakes, there is little to suggest a large-scale, climatological catastrophe playing out any time soon in the Midwest. In fact, farmers in Iowa and Minnesota had trouble last week harvesting their corn and soybean crops because there had been too much rain.
June 27, 2005 |
The detectives were relaxing over fried pork rinds when they saw a car turn into the driveway of the farmhouse they had just raided. The car rattled past the Confederate flag, past the skull and crossbones, heading for the overgrown yard where several addicts had been cranking out the illegal drug methamphetamine. The detectives exchanged glances. They ducked behind a truck. When the car stopped and the driver got out, they rushed him. "Randy!" Det. Darin Kerwin exclaimed in mock surprise.
December 1, 2004 |
Tupperware may prove instructive here. When you think of how sex and the Midwest are juxtaposed in the public imagination, think of a Tupperware container. To seal the lid, you must run a couple of fingers along the edge, allowing the air inside to exit incrementally. If you just jam the heel of your hand down on one side, the other side will pop up. When you attempt to subdue the second half, the first will break free.
October 30, 2003 |
Six plastic bags, swollen with trapped air, bounce around the back seat of the Buick. It's a good thing they're not leaking, Dwaine Bundy says as he drives, because the bags are filled with stink. Bundy has just spent his lunch hour collecting the foul gases that hover over a lagoon brimming with 400,000 gallons of runny hog manure. He'll deliver the air to his lab at Iowa State University, where a team of trained sniffers will determine just how badly it reeks.
January 15, 1998 |
Under cover of morning darkness, the Merrie Men of Downtown rumbled through the city, loaded for deer. A pickup and a van passed the baseball stadium and the high-rise business district to converge, as planned, on Weebetook Lane. The drivers parked on a block of stately dwellings. They drew camouflage outfits over their jeans and reached for their crossbows and quivers. They waved to a passing dog-walker.