Inspector General Quotes

It is no use to blame the looking glass if your face is awry.

What are you laughing at? You are laughing at yourself.

Three Pines wasn’t on any tourist map, being too far off any main or even secondary road. Like Narnia, it was generally found unexpectedly and with a degree of surprise that such an elderly village should have been hiding in this valley all along. Anyone fortunate enough to find it once usually found their way back.

The generals who had called Zia a mullah behind his back felt ashamed at having underestimated him: not only was he a mullah, he was a mullah whose understanding of religion didn't go beyond parroting what he had heard from the next mullah. A mullah without a beard, a mullah in a four-star general's uniform, a mullah with the instincts of a corrupt tax inspector.

There are generally three parties to child abuse: the abused, the abuser and the bystander.

You can always tell a pig by its grunt.

A man is in general better pleased when he has a good dinner upon his table than when his wife talks Greek. (SAMUEL JOHNSON)

Diels told the reporters, “The value of the SA and the SS, seen from my viewpoint of inspector-general responsible for the suppression of subversive tendencies and activities, lies in the fact that they spread terror. That is a wholesome thing.

GOVERNOR. And then I must call your attention to the history teacher. He has a lot of learning in his head and a store of facts. That's evident. But he lectures with such ardor that he quite forgets himself. Once I listened to him. As long as he was talking about the Assyrians and Babylonians, it was not so bad. But when he reached Alexander of Macedon, I can't describe what came over him. Upon my word, I thought a fire had broken out. He jumped down from the platform, picked up a chair and dashed it to the floor. Alexander of Macedon was a hero, it is true. But that's no reason for breaking chairs. The state must bear the cost.

The buying of a whole bottle does not require that you drink the whole bottle. Mother’s Rule of eating everything on your plate does not apply to alcohol.

One of the tenets of civility is the willingness to be publicly courteous with those with whom we disagree or dislike when inescapably we find ourselves in their company.

Really, when you get to know him Ike’s OK. I mean not grouchy or anything and not too bright. I mean OK for a general – you wouldn’t want him to be President or anything like that.

The Justice Department Inspector General was investigating Comey’s actions in the Clinton email case.

She’d often observed that people generally lived up to whatever expectations they had of themselves. Building someone’s self-confidence did a lot more good in getting the best results out of people than making them feel as if they couldn’t do anything right.

Between 1994 and 2015, the quota of oxycodone that the DEA permitted to be legally manufactured was raised thirty-six times. A subsequent report by the inspector general of the Justice Department criticized the DEA for being “slow to respond to the dramatic increase in opioid abuse.

It is not in the nature of things to understand one’s children. Children are in a conspiracy against the adult world to get their ways, and vice versa.

As a result of the Clinton team’s tenacious pushback, the Times appended two separate corrections to its original article—first claiming that Mrs. Clinton herself was not the focus of any investigation and then, a day later, changing the description of the inspector general’s transmission to the FBI from “criminal referral” to “security referral.” Though the Times may have thought those clarifications were necessary, their original story was much closer to the mark. It was true that the transmission to the FBI from the inspector general did not use the word “criminal,” but by the time of the news story we had a full criminal investigation open, focused on the secretary’s conduct. We didn’t correct the Times and contradict the Clinton campaign because—consistent with our practice—we were not yet to a point where it was appropriate to confirm an investigation.

On July 6, 2015, the Bureau received a referral from the inspector general of the intelligence community, a congressionally created independent office focused on finding risks and vulnerabilities across the nation’s vast intelligence community. The referral raised the issue of whether Secretary of State Hillary Clinton had mishandled classified information while using her personal email system. On July 10, the FBI opened a criminal investigation.

First of all, historically, markets simply did not emerge as some autonomous domain of freedom independent of, and opposed to, state authorities. Exactly the opposite is the case. Historically, markets are generally either a side effects of government operations, especially military operations, or were directly created by government policy. This has been true at least since the invention of coinage, which was first created and promulgated as a means of provisioning soldiers; for most of Eurasian history, ordinary people used informal credit arrangements and physical money, gold, silver, bronze, and the kind of impersonal markets they made possible remained mainly an adjunct to the mobilization of legions, sacking of cities, extraction of tribute, and disposing of loot. Modern central banking systems were likewise first created to finance wars. So there's one initial problem with the conventional history. There's another even more dramatic one. While the idea that the market is somehow opposed to and independent of government has been used at least since the nineteenth century to justify laissez faire economic policies designed to lessen the role of government, they never actually have that effect. English liberalism, for instance, did not lead to a reduction of state bureaucracy, but the exact opposite: an endlessly ballooning array of legal clerks, registrars, inspectors, notaries, and police officials who made the liberal dream of a world of free contract between autonomous individuals possible. It turned out that maintaining a free market economy required a thousand times more paperwork than a Louis XIV-style absolutist monarchy. (p. 8-9)

Taking the Blackhawk Out for Lunch               A concerned citizen contacted the Inspector General after seeing a Blackhawk helicopter parked in a field behind a restaurant. Inside, he found five service members that had stopped for lunch and were enjoying their meal with several civilians. An investigation revealed that the soldiers were on a training mission, but they had properly listed the restaurant stop in their mission plan. Since the stop was properly listed, the soldiers had not violated any regulations, but they still received verbal counseling because their actions created an appearance of impropriety.

The facts of the case were straightforward: Hillary Clinton had used her personal email system, on a server and with an email address that was entirely of her own creation, to conduct her work as secretary of state. She set the server up several months after taking office. For the first few months of her tenure, she had used a personal AT&T BlackBerry email address before switching to a Clintonemail.com domain. In the course of doing her work, she emailed with other State employees. In the course of emailing those people, the inspector general discovered, she and they talked about classified topics in the body of dozens of their emails.

After more than a thousand years," he continued, "an enemy finally broke through. Not because of superior firepower. Not because the Manchus were better fighters or strategists. They weren't. The Manchus breached the Great Wall and took Beijing because someone opened a gate. From the inside. As simple as that. A general, a traitor, let them in and an empire fell.

After more than a thousand years,” he continued, “an enemy finally broke through. Not because of superior firepower. Not because the Manchus were better fighters or strategists. They weren’t. The Manchus breached the Great Wall and took Beijing because someone opened a gate. From the inside. As simple as that. A general, a traitor, let them in and an empire fell.

His instinct of a successful man had taught him long ago that, as a general rule, a reputation is built on manner as much as on achievement. And he felt that his manner when confronted with the telegram had not been impressive. He had opened his eyes widely, and had exclaimed 'Impossible!' exposing himself thereby to the unanswerable retort of a finger-tip laid forcibly on the telegram which the Assistant Commissioner, after reading it aloud had flung on the desk. To be crushed, as it were, under the tip of a forefinger was an unpleasant experience. Very damaging too! Furthermore, Chief Inspector Heat was conscious of not having mended matters by allowing himself to express a conviction. 'One thing I can tell you at once: none of our lot had anything to do with this.' He was strong in his integrity of a good detective, but he saw now that an impenetrably attentive reserve towards this incident would have served his reputation better. On the other hand, he admitted to himself that it was difficult to preserve one's reputation if rank outsiders were going to take a hand in the business. Outsiders are the bane of the police as of other professions.

He took advantage of his ability to fill positions temporarily while waiting for Senate confirmations. Saying he liked the flexibility to move people in and out of office quickly, he relied on “acting” officials (who needed no confirmation) rather than nominating permanent appointees. In April and May 2020, Trump slashed oversight of his administration. He fired the inspectors general of the Departments of Defense, Health and Human Services, and Transportation—all of whom were “acting”—and of the State Department and the Intelligence Community.

BENDER: Dying sucks butt! How do you living beings cope with mortality? LEELA: Violent outbursts. AMY: General sluttiness. FRY: Thanks to denial, I’m immortal! BENDER: Damn it, I’m supposed to be perfect. Inspector 5 gave me his blessing! [He pulls out his scrap of paper and looks at it.] How could he bring me into this world knowing I’m gonna die? ZOIDBERG: So you wish you were never born, maybe? BENDER: Yes, anything less than immortality is a complete waste of time! ZOIDBERG: Then suicide it is. Step into my office. I’ll give you a nice Kervorking.   This

Alcalde: Lo mismo debo hacerle notar con respecto al maestro de historia. Es un sabio (eso es evidente, sabe mucho), pero se expresa con tanta vehemencia, que se olvida de todo. Días pasados lo estuve escuchando. Mientras hablaba de los asirios y los babilonios, todo iba bien, pero cuando llegó a Alejandro el Grande lo que pasó no tiene nombre. ¡Creí que se había incendiado el aula, se lo juro! ¡Bajó corriendo de la tarima y empezó a golpear furiosamente el suelo con la silla! Claro está que Alejandro el Grande es un héroe, pero... ¿a qué romper las sillas? Eso perjudica al fisco. Luká Lúkich: ¡Sí, es muy vehemente! Ya se lo he hecho notar varias veces... Y me contestó: «¿Qué quiere que haga? ¡Yo daría la vida por la ciencia!»

I am a graduate of Calcutta University and employed as an Assistant Inspector, Calcutta Corporation. I am also a writer and used to visit the College Street Coffee House where young writers of Calcutta generally assembled in the evening. Samir Roychoudhury is a personal friend of mine. I came to know the sponsors of Hungry Generation, namely Shakti Chattopadhyay, Malay Roychoudhury and others. Although I am not directly connected with the Hungry Generation I was interested in the literary movement. Some of the manifesto of the Hungry Generation contain advertisement of my literary work. In one of the publication my name was cited as editor. This was probably done with a motive to exploit my reputation as writer but since my prior consent was not taken I took exception. The present publication in question also came to my notice. As a poet myself I do not approve either the theme or the language of the poem of Malay Roychoudhury captioned প্রচণ্ড বৈদ্যুতিক ছুতার ; I have severed all connection with Hungry Generation. I had correspondence with Malay Roychoudhury who often sought my advise in literary matters. Sandipan Chattopadhyay ( alias Pashupati Chatterjee ) 15 March 1965

The wonder was, it was there at all. It had been ruined so often, that it was amazing how it had borne so many shocks. Surely there never was such a fragile china-ware as that of which the millers of Coketown were made. Handle them never so lightly, and they fell to pieces with such ease that you might suspect them of having been flawed before. They were ruined, when they were required to send labouring children to school; they were ruined, when inspectors were appointed to look into their works; they were ruined when such inspectors considered it doubtful whether they were quite justified in chopping people up with their machinery; they were utterly undone, when it was hinted that perhaps they need not always make quite so much smoke. Besides Mr Bounderby's gold spoon which was generally received in Coketown, another prevalent fiction was very popular there. It took the form of a threat. Whenever a Coketowner felt he was ill-used -- that is to say, whenever he was not left entirely alone, and it was proposed to hold him accountable for the consequences of any of his acts -- he was sure to come out with the awful menace, that he would 'sooner pitch his property into the Atlantic'. This had terrified the Home Secretary within an inch of his life, on several occasions.

Typical of the form is an item from the Wall Street Journal’s Washington Wire blog of June 24, 2013: The Social Security Administration’s inspector general on Monday said the agency improperly paid $31 million in benefits to 1,546 Americans believed to be deceased. And potentially making matters worse for the agency, the inspector general said the Social Security Administration had death certificate information on each person filed in the government database, suggesting it should have known the Americans had died and halted payments. Why do we allow this kind of thing to persist? The answer is simple—eliminating waste has a cost, just as getting to the airport early has a cost. Enforcement and vigilance are worthy goals, but eliminating all the waste, just like eliminating even the slightest chance of missing a plane, carries a cost that outweighs the benefit. As blogger (and former mathlete) Nicholas Beaudrot observed, that $31 million represents .004% of the benefits disbursed annually by the SSA. In other words, the agency is already extremely good at knowing who’s alive and who’s no more. Getting even better at that distinction, in order to eliminate those last few mistakes, might be expensive. If we’re going to count utils, we shouldn’t be asking, “Why are we wasting the taxpayer’s money?,” but “What’s the right amount of the taxpayer’s money to be wasting?” To paraphrase Stigler: if your government isn’t wasteful, you’re spending too much time fighting government waste.

As a result of the Clinton team’s tenacious pushback, the Times appended two separate corrections to its original article—first claiming that Mrs. Clinton herself was not the focus of any investigation and then, a day later, changing the description of the inspector general’s transmission to the FBI from “criminal referral” to “security referral.” Though the Times may have thought those clarifications were necessary, their original story was much closer to the mark.

20 percent of scientists in the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service (USFWS) reported being directed to “inappropriately exclude or alter technical information” from scientific documents. In a survey of EPA scientists, 18 percent said they had experienced frequent or occasional edits during review of documents to “change the meaning of scientific findings.” One high-profile example investigated by the EPA’s Office of Inspector General involved the regulation of mercury emissions from coal-fired plants. In the process of preparing a proposed rule, EPA senior management instructed staffers to manipulate technical and scientific analysis in order to keep costs down for the electric utility industry.

A well-known example lies in the attempt of the National Aeronautics and Space Administration (NASA) (through its Office of Public Affairs) to silence Dr. Jim Hansen, the agency’s chief climate scientist. According to NASA’s inspector general, the office undertook “unilateral actions in editing or downgrading press releases or denying media access on a known controversial topic.

The first purchase order from the army for 900 canvas-topped Gypsies came in January 1991 and the vehicles were to be delivered before 31 March of that year. Maruti manufactured the vehicles and they were parked for inspection in the factory. Army rules required that each vehicle be inspected by their own inspectors. The inspecting team would check only seven or eight vehicles in a day. It was obviously impossible to complete inspection of 900 vehicles in the time available. The inspection agency would not accept our submission that the vehicles were mass produced, following a well-documented system for quality control, and that sample checking should be adequate. They would also generally not accept Maruti’s explanation that what were being pointed out as defects were not really defects. As was foreseen, the delivery date expired before the bulk of the vehicles had been inspected. Once that happened, inspections stopped. The purchase order had to be revalidated before the remaining vehicles could be inspected. The process of revalidation took another nine to ten months. In the meantime, the vehicles were standing in the open in the factory, braving the elements. The system was not concerned about the consequences. K. Kumar made several visits to the army headquarters and met officers at various levels, to explain the Maruti-SMC system for ensuring uniformity of quality and adherence to specifications. He pleaded for expediting the process of inspection, but in vain. Kumar and I then met Lt. Gen. M.S. Bhullar, who was director general quality assurance in the army, and pointed out that exposure to the sun and rain would damage the vehicles and neither Maruti nor the army was gaining by rigidly following tortuous government procedures. Quality, I argued, was produced, not inspected and suggested that the army work out some less cumbersome methods of inspection. But the army was not willing to accept this point of view.

The NSA's lawyer and inspector general made sure the agency carried out its orders to the letter. What they could not do was judge for themselves that the orders were legal.

We return a verdict of wilful murder against David Lloyd George, Prime Minister of England; Lord French, Lord Lieutenant of Ireland; Ian MacPherson, late Chief Secretary of Ireland; Acting Inspector General Smith of the RIC, Divisional Inspector Clayton of the RIC; DI Swanzy and some unknown members of the RIC.8

On October 15, Adams yielded grudgingly to the appointment of Hamilton as inspector general. Knox refused to serve under him, but Charles Cotesworth Pinckney agreed and praised Hamilton. “I knew that his talents in war were great,” he told McHenry, “that he had a genius capable of forming an extensive military plan, and a spirit courageous and enterprizing, equal to the execution of it.

At HQ, meantime, the Dispatcher of Inspectors is cackling hatefully as he cuddles his Bradshaw's Railway Guide, for the train the inspectors will catch at Victoria has a restaurant car but it is too late for what British Rail jestingly calls "breakfast" and too early for a life-giving drink. Heh, heh! At Eastbourne, they [the bank inspectors] stamp into the bank's Market Street branch, flourishing many a dread credential and reciting an Ogden Nash-like poem which goes after this fashion: Keys, Please. Then they glance swiftly around to observe which cashier has gone green about the gills, which teller is slipping his pocket-money back into the petty-cash box and feeding the racing pages of the Daily Mirror into the shredding machine, which assistant manager is sidling out in the general direction of Gatwick Airport.

By the time of Santokh Singh's death Bhindranwale's men were known to have killed two policemen and ten civilians, attempted to murder a senior civil servant and planted a bomb in the office of a deputy inspector-general of police. There had been several other bomb explosions and attempts to derail trains, one successful. An airliner had been hijacked

Deputy Inspector-General Atwal's body, riddled with bullets, lay in the main entrance to the Sikhs' most sacred shrine for more than two hours before the District Commissioner could persuade the Temple authorities to hand it over.

So it could be that the Deputy Inspector-General of Police was not quite the innocent worshipper he appeared to be on that morning of 25th April.

Several years ago, the House Oversight Committee chairman wrote, referring to the cash sent to Iraq after the invasion: “The numbers are so large that it doesn’t seem possible that they are true. Who in their right mind would send 363 tons of cash into a war zone?” Who indeed… In the first year after the fall of Saddam Hussein, the special Inspector General for Iraq Reconstruction determined that $8.8 billion in $100 bills was disbursed as cash to Iraqi ministries, “without assurance the monies were probably used are accounted for.” Worse still, he later decided that that lack of accountability “extended to the entire $20 billion expended” by the Coalition Provisional Authority. Much of this money was stolen by Americans. Millions of dollars was billed by contractors for contracts that simply did not exist. Where the contracts were real, accounts were not kept. Sometimes, perhaps even often, this can be attributed to the chaos present during wartime. But you would have to be naïve to think that hundreds of millions of dollars – probably billions – was not stolen. Hangman was the result of me asking – who stole it?

Writing to Gov. Nicholas Cooke on October 12, 1776, he explained, The Advantages arising from a judicious appointment of Officers, and the fatal consequences that result from the want of them, are too obvious to require Arguments to prove them; I shall, therefore, beg leave to add only, that as the well doing, nay the very existence of every Army, to any profitable purposes, depend upon it, that too much regard cannot be had to the choosing of Men of Merit and such as are, not only under the influence of a warm attachment to their Country, but who also possess sentiments of principles of the strictest honor. Men of this Character, are fit for Office, and will use their best endeavours to introduce that discipline and subordination, which are essential to good order, and inspire that Confidence in the Men, which alone can give success to the interesting and important contest in which we are engaged. 50 Washington consistently underscored his view of the “immense consequence” of having “men of the most respectable characters” as the officers surrounding the commanderin chief. He wrote years later to Secretary of War, James McHenry as a new army was being contemplated to address the post-French Revolutionary government: To remark to a Military Man how all important the General Staff of an Army is to its well being, and how essential consequently to the Commander in Chief, seems to be unnecessary; and yet a good choice is of such immense consequence, that I must be allowed to explain myself. The Inspector General, Quartermaster General, Adjutant General, and Officer commanding the Corps of Artillerists and Engineers, ought to be men of the most respectable characters, and of first rate abilities; because, from the nature of their respective Offices, and from their being always about the Commander in Chief who is obliged to entrust many things to them confidentially, scarcely any movement can take place without their knowledge. It follows then, that besides possessing the qualifications just mentioned, they ought to have those of Integrity and prudence in

there are generally three parties to child abuse. The abused, the abuser and the bystander. One parent does it but the other knows it’s happening and does nothing.

Y pareciera que todos andamos esperando la primera lluvia para relajarnos, para decirle adiós al eterno verano y por fin asumir el año que recién comienza en marzo, cuando el país retoma su agenda de burócrata planificado, cuando de un dos por tres se pasa del febrero ocioso a las carreras por las tiendas buscando el uniforme escolar, porque los niños ahora crecen de pronto. Uno no se da ni cuenta y los pitufos te miran desde arriba, alegando por la ingeniosa ley que acorta las vacaciones y los mete de sopetón en el odiado primer día de clases. Ese latero reencuentro con la institución educadora, con esos profesores almidonados que les dan la bienvenida con la sonrisa chueca. Los profes que ahora son jóvenes, recién egresados de las universidades, que fuman pitos e igual odian dejar el carrete, los jeans y las zapatillas para entrar en su doble vida de impecables reformadores. Y quizás, ese es el único punto en que alumnos y profesores se encuentran realmente, planchando la ropa, ordenando papeles y cuadernos para comparecer en el bostezo ritual de la primera mañana escolar. Allí, alineados en el patio, separados por curso y género (porque se fomenta la fornicación adolescente, dicen los educadores). A esa hora de la mañana, tener que escuchar los interminables discursos de la directora, que con los ojos blancos, cacarea su oración por la santa patria, por el puro Chile que te educa para ser chileno (qué novedad), por las buenas costumbres, que por lo general son para los estudiantes chupamedias, que escuchan en primera fila con cara de santurrones el discurso de la señora. Mientras atrás, a puro pellizcón, los inspectores mantienen a raya a los desordenados, a los pailones de la última fila, los que no se cansan de joder con sus bromas y chistes picantes. Los que se tiran peos e inundan el ordenado aire de la mañana escolar con ese olor rebelde. Tal vez son los únicos que escuchan el discurso de la directora, los únicos que le ponen atención para imitarla, para remedarle su curso y mentirosa acogida. Y la escuchan porque la odian, porque saben que ella no los pasa, detesta su música, su ropa y sus peinados y su desfachatez de pararse en el mundo así. Y llega cada año con nuevos reglamentos e ideas y talleres lateros para que sus niños ocupen mejor el tiempo. Los estudiantes de la última fila saben que la directora nunca los pierde de vista. Y por cualquiera anotación pasarán por su oficina cabizbajos, escuchando el mismo sermoneo, la misma citación de apoderados, el mismo: «Hasta cuándo González. Hasta cuándo, Loyola. Hasta cuándo, Santibáñez. ¿Nunca se va a aburrir de hacer tanto desorden?». Y la verdad, los alumnos de la última fila seguirán con sus manotazos y pifias mientras la sagrada educación nacional no los represente. Mientras les alarguen la tortura de las clases hasta las cuatro de la tarde, ellos seguirán riéndose del tiempo extra que gasta el estado para domarlos. Si nadie les pregunto, si nadie les dijo a ellos, que son los únicos afectados. Y por eso los chicos andan a patadas con los bancos, escupiendo con rabia a espaldas del inspector que los manda a cortarse el pelo. Ese largo pelo que durante las vacaciones se lo lavaron y cuidaron como seda. Esa hermosa cascada de cabello que los péndex se sueltan femeninos cuando van a la disco. Tal vez lo único ganado de todas las revoluciones y muchas juveniles. Esa larga bandera de pelo que los chicos desatan clandestinamente y la educación se las arrebata de un zarpazo.

Allí, alineados en el patio, separados por curso y género (porque se fomenta la fornicación adolescente, dicen los educadores). A esa hora de la mañana, tener que escuchar los interminables discursos de la directora, que con los ojos blancos, cacarea su oración por la santa patria, por el puro Chile que te educa para ser chileno (qué novedad), por las buenas costumbres, que por lo general son para los estudiantes chupamedias, que escuchan en primera fila con cara de santurrones el discurso de la señora. Mientras atrás, a puro pellizcón, los inspectores mantienen a raya a los desordenados, a los pailones de la última fila, los que no se cansan de joder con sus bromas y chistes picantes. Los que de tiran pesos e inundan el ordenado aire de la mañana escolar con ese olor rebelde. Tal vez son los únicos que escuchan el discurso de la directora, los únicos que le ponen atención para imitarla, para remedarle su curso y mentirosa acogida. Y la escuchan porque la odian, porque saben que ella no los pasa, detesta su música, su ropa y sus peinados y su desfachatez de pararse en el mundo así. Y llega cada año con nuevos reglamentos e ideas y talleres lateros para que sus niños ocupen mejor el tiempo. Los estudiantes de la última fila saben que la directora nunca los pierde de vista. Y por cualquiera anotación pasarán por su oficina cabizbajos, escuchando el mismo sermoneo, la misma citación de apoderados, el mismo: «Hasta cuándo González. Hasta cuándo, Loyola. Hasta cuándo, Santibáñez. ¿Nunca se va a aburrir de hacer tanto desorden?». Y la verdad, los alumnos de la última fila seguirán con sus manotazos y pifias mientras la sagrada educación nacional no los represente. Mientras les alarguen las torturan de las clases hasta las cuatro de la tarde, ellos seguirán riéndose del tiempo extra que gasta el estado para domarlos. Si nadie les pregunto, si nadie les dijo a ellos, que son los únicos afectados. Y por eso los chicos andan a patadas con los bancos, escupiendo con rabia a espaldas del inspector que los manda a cortarse el pelo. Ese largo pelo que durante las vacaciones se lo lavaron y cuidaron como seda. Esa hermosa cascada de cabello que los péndex se sueltan femeninos cuando van a la disco. Tal vez lo único ganado de todas las revoluciones y luchas juveniles. Esa larga bandera de pelo que los chicos desatan clandestinamente y la educación se las arrebata de un zarpazo. ¿Entonces cómo esperan que ellos tengan otras actitud frente a esta agresión oficial que les quita lo que más quieren? Cómo pretender que en la última fila no vuelve una mosca, si todos los ojos del primer día de clases están puestos en ellos, entretenidos en reírse de las amorosas palabras de la directora, tirándose fotos cuando ella presenta al alcalde

Allí, alineados en el patio, separados por curso y género (porque se fomenta la fornicación adolescente, dicen los educadores). A esa hora de la mañana, tener que escuchar los interminables discursos de la directora, que con los ojos blancos, cacarea su oración por la santa patria, por el puro Chile que te educa para ser chileno (qué novedad), por las buenas costumbres, que por lo general son para los estudiantes chupamedias, que escuchan en primera fila con cara de santurrones el discurso de la señora. Mientras atrás, a puro pellizcón, los inspectores mantienen a raya a los desordenados, a los pailones de la última fila, los que no se cansan de joder con sus bromas y chistes picantes. Los que de tiran peos e inundan el ordenado aire de la mañana escolar con ese olor rebelde. Tal vez son los únicos que escuchan el discurso de la directora, los únicos que le ponen atención para imitarla, para remedarle su curso y mentirosa acogida. Y la escuchan porque la odian, porque saben que ella no los pasa, detesta su música, su ropa y sus peinados y su desfachatez de pararse en el mundo así. Y llega cada año con nuevos reglamentos e ideas y talleres lateros para que sus niños ocupen mejor el tiempo. Los estudiantes de la última fila saben que la directora nunca los pierde de vista. Y por cualquiera anotación pasarán por su oficina cabizbajos, escuchando el mismo sermoneo, la misma citación de apoderados, el mismo: «Hasta cuándo González. Hasta cuándo, Loyola. Hasta cuándo, Santibáñez. ¿Nunca se va a aburrir de hacer tanto desorden?». Y la verdad, los alumnos de la última fila seguirán con sus manotazos y pifias mientras la sagrada educación nacional no los represente. Mientras les alarguen las torturan de las clases hasta las cuatro de la tarde, ellos seguirán riéndose del tiempo extra que gasta el estado para domarlos. Si nadie les pregunto, si nadie les dijo a ellos, que son los únicos afectados. Y por eso los chicos andan a patadas con los bancos, escupiendo con rabia a espaldas del inspector que los manda a cortarse el pelo. Ese largo pelo que durante las vacaciones se lo lavaron y cuidaron como seda. Esa hermosa cascada de cabello que los péndex se sueltan femeninos cuando van a la disco. Tal vez lo único ganado de todas las revoluciones y luchas juveniles. Esa larga bandera de pelo que los chicos desatan clandestinamente y la educación se las arrebata de un zarpazo. ¿Entonces cómo esperan que ellos tengan otras actitud frente a esta agresión oficial que les quita lo que más quieren? Cómo pretender que en la última fila no vuelve una mosca, si todos los ojos del primer día de clases están puestos en ellos, entretenidos en reírse de las amorosas palabras de la directora, tirándose fotos cuando ella presenta al alcalde

A June 2023 report from the Inspector General of the Department of Justice states that “threats posed by domestic extremists have not only increased over the past few years, but are also becoming more complicated due to the emergence of new violent ideologies, the impact of social media, and the response to recent political and social events.

Jean-Guy had stared down a nun. A general was easy.

Raymond Chandler,” said Hepplethwaite with a sly grin. “General Sternwood at the beginning of The Big Sleep. One of my favorite films. Bogey as Philip Marlowe. Must have seen it about twenty times. Know it by heart.

seventy-five Michelin inspectors cover all of Europe and many fewer the rest of the world. They eat out on 240 days a year, file more than 1,000 reports, and must order the maximum number of courses and always clear their plates. To remain anonymous they never return to the same place for several years, and never reveal what they do—even to their parents.

Dust represents the disintegration of the universe.

A society remains functional as long as too many people aren’t corrupt in too many places for too long.

Settling Down is seen as something of a renunciation of the Good Life (it is, of course, for most, a swapping of one sort of good life for another).

My mother’s father, Grandfather Thieme, the son of a railroad engineer, looked quite dapper as a young man. Prior to 1933 the Hamburg Police Department consisted of 21 units, with 2,100 men. My grandfather was a Polizist with the Sicherheitspolizei or uniformed policeman with the department. Later, with an expansion of the Hamburg Police Department to 5,500 men and the formation of an investigative branch, he was promoted to the esteemed position of a Kriminalbeamte inspector. He rose to the rank of Chief of Detectives, and had a reputation of being tough, and not someone you could mess with. Having a baldhead and the general appearance of Telly Savalas, the late Hollywood movie actor, I don’t think anyone did. An action story and part of my grandfather’s legacy was when he chased a felon across the rooftops of prewar Hamburg, firing his Dienstpistole, service revolver, as he made his way from one steep inclined slate roof to the next. Of course, Grandpa got his man! Even with this factual tidbit, there isn’t all that much I know about him, other than that, at the then ripe old age of sixty-four, he peacefully died in his chair while reading the evening newspaper.

Face-to-face life is all too alive and too formidably rich in meanings. Too intense.As with the sun, we should stay out of it as much as possible.

The second covered the history of the Bush warrantless eavesdropping program, based on a top secret 2009 internal report from the NSA’s inspector general; another detailed the BOUNDLESS INFORMANT program that I had read about on the plane;

a South American mercenary who served as Inspector General of the Turkish forces in Armenia, reported that the Governor-General of the province had ordered the local authorities in Adil Javus ‘to exterminate all Armenian males of twelve years of age and over’.

People who try to blow the whistle on corporate malfeasance or government scandal are often punished, without recourse to the courts. Kei Sugaoka, an American of Japanese descent, was quickly dismissed from his job as a safety inspector for General Electric after he disclosed a cover-up of safety violations at a nuclear reactor in Fukushima. Sugaoka said he watched his supervisors carefully erase videotapes showing cracks in a critical component of the reactor, yet when he “blew the whistle” and told regulators, his name was improperly disclosed to the utility and his employer.

rosticceria . . . cuddriruni . . . arancini supplì: A rosticceria is a take-out restaurant serving mostly roast meats; cuddriruni is a Sicilian sort of focaccia, served with a broad variety of toppings; and arancini are Sicilian fried rice balls usually with mozzarella, peas, and a ragù sauce inside, while supplì are Roman rice balls, also with mozzarella and tomato sauce inside. Arancini are round in shape, generally larger than supplì, and can have a greater variety of stuffings, while supplì are ovoid and always have more or less the same ingredients. all dressed up like a paladin in the puppet theatre: The traditional Sicilian puppet theatre, often performed by itinerant puppet masters, features principally stories drawn from the chivalric romances of the Middle Ages and the Renaissance, which in Italy were mostly derived from the Carolingian tradition.

ahead of ICAO audit By Tarun Shukla | 527 words New Delhi: India's civil aviation regulator has decided to restructure its safety board and hire airline safety professionals ahead of an audit by the UN's aviation watchdog ICAO (International Civil Aviation Organization). The Directorate General of Civil Aviation (DGCA) announced its intent, and advertised the positions on its website. ICAO told the Indian regulator recently that it would come down to India to conduct an audit, its third in just over a decade, Mint reported on 12 February. Previous ICAO audits had highlighted the paucity of safety inspectors in DGCA. After its 2006 and 2012 audits, ICAO had placed the country in its list of 13 worst-performing nations. US regulator Federal Aviation Authority followed ICAO's 2012 audit with its own and downgraded India, effectively barring new flights to the US by Indian airlines. FAA is expected to visit India in the summer to review its downgrade. The result of the ICAO and FAA audits will have a bearing on the ability of existing Indian airlines to operate more flights to the US and some international destinations and on new airlines' ability to start flights to these destinations. The regulator plans to hire three directors of safety on short-term contracts to be part of the accident investigation board, according to the information on DGCA's website. This is first time the DGCA is hiring external staff for this board, which is critical to ascertain the reasoning for any crashes, misses or other safety related events in the country. These officers, the DGCA said on its website, must have at least 12 years of experience in aviation, specifically on the technical aspects, and have a degree in aeronautical engineering. DGCA has been asked by international regulators to hire at least 75 flight inspectors. It has only 51. India's private airlines offer better pay and perks to inspectors compared with DGCA. The aviation ministry told DGCA in January to speed up the recruitment and do whatever was necessary to get more inspectors on board, a government official said, speaking on condition of anonymity. DGCA has also announced it will hire flight operations inspectors as consultants on a short-term basis for a period of one year with a fixed remuneration of `1.25 lakh per month. "There will be a review after six months and subsequent continuation will be decided on the basis of outcome of the review," DGCA said in its advertisement. The remuneration of `1.25 lakh is higher than the salary of many existing DGCA officers. In its 2006 audit, ICAO said it found that "a number of final reports of accident and serious incident investigations carried out by the DGCA were not sent to the (member) states concerned or to ICAO when it was applicable". DGCA had also "not established a voluntary incident reporting system to facilitate the collection of safety information that may not otherwise be captured by the state's mandatory incident reporting system". In response, DGCA "submitted a corrective action plan which was never implemented", said Mohan Ranganthan, an aviation safety analyst and former member of government appointed safety council, said of DGCA. He added that the regulator will be caught out this time. Restructuring DGCA is the key to better air safety, said former director general of civil aviation M.R. Sivaraman. Hotel industry growth is expected to strengthen to 9-11% in 2015-16: Icra By P.R. Sanjai | 304 words Mumbai: Rating agency Icra Ltd on Monday said Indian hotel industry revenue growth is expected to strengthen to 9-11% in 2015-16, driven by a modest increase in occupancy and small increase in rates. "Industry wide revenues are expected to grow by 5-8% in 2014-15. Over the next 12 months, Icra expects RevPAR (revenue per available room) to improve by 7-8% driven by up to 5% pickup in occupancies and 2-3% growth in average room rates (ARR)," Icra said. Further, margins are expected to remain largely flat for 2014-15 while

Moreover, the spread of cable and satellite television, beaming programmes like Baywatch and The Bold and the Beautiful in to millions of ordinary mofussil towns and villages, has made vast numbers of Indians aware for the first time of how the other half lives, inevitably generating resentment that others are enjoying a lifestyle that to them is totally inaccessible. An Inspector General of Police told me that towards the end of the 1980s, as satellite dishes and cable began to reach the remoter parts of his state, the crime in his area rose exponentially. The poor had become aware for the first time of what they were missing.

the installation of Congress ministries in six large provinces of British India was a major milestone in the constitutional history of the subcontinent. Much more power had devolved on to the shoulder of Indians than at any previous time in the history of the Raj. Indeed, since precolonial regimes were themselves devoid of democratic representation, and were run by unelected kings who nominated their ministers, this was the furthest that Indians had thus far got in the direction of self-rule, swaraj. Surely it was now only a matter of years before the Congress, and India, achieved the next step, of Dominion Status, thus to place themselves on par with Canada, Australiaand South Africa. A sign of how much of a departure from colonial practice these elections were is underlined in a humble office order issued by the Central Provinces government after their own Congress ministry was installed. It was signed by an Indian ICS officer, C.M. Trivedi, then serving as the secretary to the general administration department. The order was sent to all commissioners and deputy commissioners, the chief conservator of forests, the inspector general of police, all secretaries to government, and a host of other senior officials (including the military secretary and the governor), almost all of whom were, of course, British. The text of the order was short and simple, albeit, in the eyes of its recipients, not altogether sweet. It read: ‘In future Mr. Gandhi should be referred to in all correspondence as “Mahatma Gandhi”.

Recently deceased 26-year-old investigative journalist Bre Payton reported at The Federalist on December 13, 2018 that a newly-released DOJ Office of the Inspector General report reveals that Mueller’s Special Counsel Investigation (SCI) Records Officer deleted text messages that Strzok and Page exchanged while working on the Russian Collusion investigation. Deleting government records is a violation of the Federal Records Act. Destruction of evidence is also considered a crime. “The 11-page report reveals that almost a month after Strzok was removed from Mueller’s team, his government-issued iPhone was wiped clean and restored to factory settings by another individual working in Mueller’s office” Payton reported.

orders that became the most controversial aspect of the entire expedition—to serve as the inspector general of the fleet

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The Treasury Department’s inspector general scrutinized the trip because it was planned for August 21, 2018, the day of the total solar eclipse, and Ft. Knox happened to be in the path of totality. Ft. Knox is home to the government’s largest gold stockpile, which Mnuchin said was the reason for the trip. The inspector general conducted

Outside, the events were moving with the same feverish speed as in the previous night. The voices of horror, fearful harangue and exhortations, soaked in Islamic fundamentalists’ terminology, filled the air. Crowds were being goaded to gather in mosques. People were being mobilised from villages, from outlying areas and from the heart of the city. No civil authority seemed to exist. The passivity was unbelievable. The Director-General of Police later on told me that it had taken him more than six hours to get the Deputy Inspector-General out from his house for duty.

audit is possible, yes—but it requires the inspector general’s office and the auditors and the audit report-readers and everyone else in the institutional context to have a level of mathematical and computational literacy in order to understand and communicate about the results. When you ask for medical test results, you get a report, and lawyers and activists understand that.

The positive result came out only after the USDA’s inspector general required British tests that the USDA had said were unnecessary.

George Ellard, the chief author of the inspector general’s report, has heard that almost two decades of twenty-three-hour-a-day solitary confinement have sharply diminished Hanssen’s cognitive skills. FBI profiler Kathleen Puckett says much the same: “Now he’s like a zombie. He doesn’t speak in coherent sentences. He’s almost catatonic,” although no one knows for sure if it’s a pose Hanssen has consciously adopted or real.

generally believed that she’d married him for his money. During her pregnancy, her mother had read Poe’s ‘The Raven’ and no other name would do for her offspring than Lenore.

One night back in the 1970s, I was driving home to my quarters at Fort Campbell, Kentucky, where I had commanded the 2nd Brigade of the 101st Airborne Division for about a year, when I saw in the dark a soldier walking along the road heading for the gate. He probably lived with his wife in the trailer park just outside the gate. I stopped and offered him a ride. “Why are you going home so late?” I asked him as we drove along. “My buddies and I’ve been working hard to get ready for an inspector general inspection coming up,” he answered. Then he looked at me. “Sir, who are you?” he asked. “I’m your brigade commander,” I told him, taken aback. “How long have you been in command?” he asked. “Over a year,” I said. “Is it a good job?” he asked. “Yes, great,” I replied. Jeez, after a year of being all over the brigade area, here is a soldier who doesn’t recognize me. Something’s wrong. “How do you think you guys will do in the inspection?” I then asked. “We’ll do great,” he answered. “We’ve been working hard for weeks, and my captain, lieutenants, and sergeants have been pushing us. They’ve been telling us how important the inspection is; they’ve been working just as hard as we have.” Then he said simply, “We’re not going to let them down.

Of course, Inspector – turkeys don’t generally vote for Christmas.

As hard as it is to believe or explain, my emails were the story of 2016. It didn’t matter that the State Department Inspector General said there were no laws or regulations prohibiting the use of personal email for official business. It didn’t matter that the FBI found no reasonable legal grounds to bring any kind of case. The original decision to use personal email was on me. And I never figured out how to make people understand where I was coming from or convince them that I wasn’t part of some devious plot. But it wasn’t me who determined how Comey and the FBI handled this issue or how the press covered it. That’s on them.

She headed straight for the Kinvig Room and the first lecture of the day. The doors were still shut when she arrived, and she was just wondering what they were waiting for when a loud voice called for attention. “If I could just have everyone’s attention for a moment? Please, can you all quiet down?” Bessie turned and spotted Harold at the far end of the room. He really needed a microphone to make his voice loud enough to be heard over the general babble. Slowly, people began to stop talking and turned to face him. “Ah, um, thank you,” he said, looking flustered. “I just wanted, that is, I think it’s only appropriate if we have a minute of silence in honour of Mack?” A quiet murmur went through the crowd, but no one objected. “Okay, well, then, um, let’s have a minute of silence, shall we?” Harold asked, and the room fell quiet. Bessie felt as if she could hear the large clock on the wall behind her ticking off the seconds as she tried, but failed, to think about Mack and his untimely death. They were only about halfway through their minute when the lift doors suddenly opened with an accompanying “ping” that sent a nervous giggle through the crowd. Inspector Corkill and two uniformed constables stepped out of the lift and stopped short as every person in the room stared at them in the heavy silence. The inspector cleared his throat and glanced around the space. “Should I ask what’s going on?” he asked eventually. “We were, um, having a minute of silence for Mack,” Harold replied. “It seemed like the appropriate thing to do.” “Indeed,” Inspector Corkill nodded. “I’m sorry I interrupted, then.” “No problem,” Harold assured him. “We were just about finished anyway. It’s time for our first session of the day to begin. I hope that’s

As this book goes to press, the Obama administration’s decision to use informants is under scrutiny by the Justice Department’s inspector general and prosecutors.

The socialized factories (In revolutionary Catalonia) were led by a management committee with between five and thirteen members, representing the various services, elected by the workers in a general assembly, with a two- year term, half of them to be renewed every year. The committee selected a director to whom it delegated all or part of its powers. In the key factories the selection of the director had to be approved by the regulatory body. In addition, a government inspector was placed on every management committee. The management committee could be revoked either by the general assembly or by a general council of the branch of industry (composed of four representatives of the management committees, eight from the workers' unions, and four technicians named by the regulatory body). This general council planned the work and deter- mined the distribution of profits. Its decisions were legally binding.

At the top of the hill, Armand Gamache stopper the car and got out. He looked down at the village and his heart soared. J I won a copy of this book from St. Martin's Press (via Bookreporter.com) in return for an unbiased review. This is the first book I've read by Chevy Stevens, but it will not be the last. Never Let You Go is a well-written, very compelling suspense novel that held my interest throughout. I received it on a Friday, and read the first few chapters the same day. It's evidence of the novel's quality that I immediately continued reading the next day, and stayed up late into the night to finish it. Well before the end, it began to appear that all was resolved and the book was headed for a "happily-ever-after" ending that felt a bit disappointing. But Stevens still had a few more twists to go, and suddenly the suspense and tension ramped up again, not letting go until the very end. 4-1/2 stars. He looked over rooftops and imagined the good, kind, flawed people inside struggling with their lives. People were walking their dogs, raking the relentless autumn leaves, racing the gently falling snow. They were shopping at M. Beliveau's general store and buying baguettes from Sarah's boulangerie. Olivier stood at the Bistro doorway and shook out a tablecloth. Life was far from harried here. But neither was it still.

At the top of the hill, Armand Gamache stopper the car and got out. He looked down at the village and his heart soared. He looked over rooftops and imagined the good, kind, flawed people inside struggling with their lives. People were walking their dogs, raking the relentless autumn leaves, racing the gently falling snow. They were shopping at M. Beliveau's general store and buying baguettes from Sarah's boulangerie. Olivier stood at the Bistro doorway and shook out a tablecloth. Life was far from harried here. But neither was it still.

Now our women can visit the first Women Smart Police Station anytime without any hesitation and they will be welcomed and treated well by the women police staff deployed inside the Women Police Station

We have installed a modern digitalized system and trained the female police staff to keep connected the Women Police Station with other Police Station from across the province in order to receive complaints from every corner of Balochistan

What follows is my attempt to fill in the blanks that I did not understand in real time. I started by revisiting my notes, as well as my public reporting, seeking to retrace my steps over two years. I pored through hundreds of pages of documents, obtained by myself and others, including NGOs doggedly filing public records requests. Still more files have been made publicly available through investigations by inspectors general and Congress. To contextualize these documents, I spoke with dozens of sources, from those responsible for considering, implementing, then unwinding the policy, to others who were caught in its crosshairs. I heard from people who participated in and experienced the policy on the border, and some of those who directed it from Washington, including, at times, from inside the White House itself. What I have now unequivocally learned is that the Trump administration’s family separation policy was an avoidable catastrophe made worse by people who could have made it better at multiple inflection points, which I’ll share with you here in a series of pivotal moments presented as scenes. The dialogue you’ll read in these pages is reconstructed, when I was present, to the best of my memory or using recordings made as part of my reporting.

Later that month, the State Department’s inspector general reported that a handful of Hillary’s e-mails contained information that was classified at the time the messages were sent. While it’s not possible to send e-mails directly from the government’s classified systems to outside accounts, there are a few ways in which classified material can end up in outside e-mail—for example, information that should have been classified was not categorized that way by the sender, or someone unwittingly included secret or sensitive passages in a message sent outside the classified systems. Hillary and her aides argued that she was being railroaded by agencies retroactively classifying information in some cases, and, in others, citing material that was not marked classified when it passed into and out of her in-box. Ultimately, what they were saying was that Hillary clearly didn’t intend to transmit classified information—a legal distinction that would become important when federal investigators considered whether to charge her with a crime. In addition, the vast majority of the e-mails that included classified material were traded with people who had security clearances consistent with the levels at which the information in question was classified. That is, Hillary wasn’t giving out secrets to people who shouldn’t have had them; she was just e-mailing the right people on the wrong system. But from a public relations perspective, the technicalities didn’t matter. Hillary had told the nation that she didn’t traffic in classified information, and government investigators put the lie to that assertion day after day. In many cases, the twists and turns—the discovery of more highly classified material—played out first in stories leaked to the media for maximum impact.

Lois Lerner and the tea social gathering scandal In September 2013, following 4 months of public scrutiny, Lois Lerner resigned from her place within the IRS. Lerner had been placed on paid depart in Could the identical 12 months and was subject to a review board which seemed set to fireside her, the choice to resign was successfully forced upon her. While in the Internal Income Service, Lerner had been head of the exempt organizations division, which processed claims from groups making use Billie Lerner New York of for exemption from paying tax. This put her in command of over 900 IRS workers with a budget of practically $100 million. No matter happened to the times the place public officers had been on the level of wetting their pants after they had been caught even stepping on fly. Accountability has been thrown out of the window and this may be evidenced by the truth that in the last few years, not accountability review committee has really held anyone accountable for any improper doing and all they do is find scapegoats. As many would ask how much longer this might go on, Ms. Lerner may as nicely be given a star for her impeccable service to her nation. It is simply a looking out for our personal scenario. As anticipated, this has precipitated outrage among the lots. Before her retirement, Ms. Lerner was on a paid go away as investigations had been on going. After completion of investigations by the committee that was tasked with the responsibility it was really useful that Ms. Lerner be ousted for her participation within the scandal however within the common government model of irony, Ms. Lerner can be allowed to retire with full benefits. Investigations began quickly after and in 2013 the Treasury Inspector General for Tax Administration J. Russell George revealed that certainly the IRS personnel had used inappropriate standards for subjecting organizations to further scrutiny when making use of for tax exempt standing, particularly organizations using the word “Tea Get together.” The admission prompted an uproar of speculation and anger by Republicans, and shortly sufficient Director of the IRS Exempt Organizations division Lois Lerner was targeted as accountable for the scandal. Investigations and hearings followed cumulating in Lerner’s retirement in September 23, 2013.

To suspend elections? I hate to ask…,” said Beauvoir. The General was shaking his head, warning him not to. But he did anyway. “If the President is facing losing, could he—

As their visits were arranged in advance, it was generally possible to present the house in the best possible light. Often the inspector was accompanied by the master and the guardians, which made it difficult for staff, let alone the pauper inmates, to make complaints.

One inspector might be responsible for unions in half-a-dozen counties. Generally, they seem to have been a very conscientious body of men (the first women were not appointed until the 1880s, and then only to supervise the schooling of workhouse children).

Why, of course, there isn't a man living who hasn't some sins to answer for. That's the way God made the world,

Roberta Herring. I couldn’t help but smile whenever I thought of my colleague at my first precinct in the Bronx, now a supervisor with the Department of Justice Office of the Inspector General.

As usual, the television news was little more than a lumbering chronicle of depressing disasters, both natural and man-made. It didn’t enlighten Tay about the state of the world. It just reminded him why he never read newspapers or watched television news. If this was what had happened that somebody thought worth remembering, Tay generally ended up deciding on those few occasions when he did either, today was certainly a day that mankind could just as easily have skipped.

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The numbers are staggering. . . A recent Defense Department inspector general's draft survey revealed that. . . 7.4 percent of last year's female student body at the [U.S. Air Force Academy] were victims of rape or attempted rape, and 18.8 percent were victims of sexual assault. (By way of comparison, a 2000 Department of Justice study reported that nationwide 1.7 percent of female college students claimed to have been raped.) To this day, no cadet has been incarcerated for raping another cadet.” Clara Bingham, “Code of Dishonor,” December 2003

Once upon a time, the drugs Americans took were tested primarily either in the United States (the vast majority of cases) or in Europe. No longer. . . A database being compiled by the National Institutes of Health has identified 58,788 such trials in 173 countries outside the United States since 2000. In 2008 alone. according to the inspector general's report, 80 percent of the applications submitted to the FD.A. for new drugs contained data from foreign clinical trials [where regulations are) less stringent if there are any regulations at all [, and] the risk of litigation is negligible. in some places nonexistent.” Donald L. Barlett and James B. Steele, “Deadlhy Medicine,” January 2011 I

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