The lying dogs of war By Matt Sanchez
After running a series of dispatches from the Baghdad Diarist series, the 90-year reputation of the once prestigious New Republic depended on finding and positively identifying a woman with a melted face, a heavily up-armored vehicle nimble enough to hunt down stray dogs and remnants of a baby's skull that could be worn comfortably under a helmet.
This was the silly and precarious wild-goose chase Editor-in-Chief Franklin Foer led his staff, readers and reputation through to get a "soldier's introspection."
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