If the explosion was preceded by an auditory cue of sufficient duration that she was able to stop it and get out to investigate, then it is unlikely that there was any sabotage. Or alternatively, if there was, that the sabotage was designed merely to get her attention, and not actually hurt her.
People forget that being a journalist is an innately insecure vocation. Sometimes it's easy to see the action/reaction once a piece goes public, sometimes the results are more opaque. So it goes.
I've also lately become convinced that we all choose how we are going to die, more or less. Presumably, she has the wherewithal to understand that poking a grumpy bear with a stick has some implications. I personally might spend some time deciding how to reconcile my profession and my mortality, if I were in her shoes.
This morning, when I blew a fuse making toast and plugging in an electric space heater, my first thought was that Russian gangsters had gotten wind of my critical stance on Putin.
Maybe this is just car karma for her agitating for Polanski's release while not disclosing her relationship with her husband (who has also been critical of the Polanski prosecution). Regardless of where you stand on Polanski, Applebaum should have provided full disclosure when she wrote her WaPo column on the subject.
Jesus P. God. Whenever anyone talks about the death of journalism these days, I picture Anne Applebaum smoking over an Underwood, beating out some incredibly damning thing about Vladimir Putin, and I have hope.
@miss_msry: Agreed. I wonder if it was an Audi S4? Mine exploded and burned in dramatic fashion while idling with my father sitting in it. And as far as I know, he was never critical of the Russian government. He did complain about a bad deli experience in Brighton Beach once though.
It's either the worst Russian gangster job on the planet or she's driving a Tatra, Lada, Trabant, or older Skoda. When it makes noises and then "Blows up" it sounds like the latter rather than the former. Only because what half-assed mobster modifies an engine to blow up? Why not just blow the car in general without making "noises" in the first place?
I'd want to know more about exactly what make and model of car before taking it as ominous news. I don't expect Ms. Applebaum is driving a 1965 Tatra, but you never know. And if she has been piloting one of those more volatile models, even then the phrase "blew up" doesn't really tell us much. The engine "blowing up" is a lot different from the car blowing up.
My first car (a 1978 Thunderbird) blew up during rush hour, backing up traffic for miles. The creepiest thing about it was that even though I had the keys in my hand, the engine kept trying to start itself as it burned. Totally possessed.
@BettyCrocker: 148k trouble free on a Passat count yourself lucky. VWs have worse reliability than even the worst American cars.
Also please note, Ford's reliability is at parity or beats the reliability of the Japanese.
@BettyCrocker: The Honda Odyssey I have has about 125k on it. I am running this thing into the ground. With any luck, my 10 year old will be driving it when she gets her license in 6 years.
I'm not against American cars; I've just had some really crappy ones over the years. Since I switched to Honda and Toyota, my auto situation has been completely trouble free. (Knock wood)
Oh! I had a minivan for a few years. The boys at work with the Ferraris and the Bimmers, etc. snickered when they first saw it. But, but, I looked them straight in the eye and I told them it was one of the finest automobiles in the world and that the fact that it transports a family, the most important thing in the world, trumps any tiny-penis sports-car-self-worth.
After that, every time someone showed up with a new car, I would remark... "sure it's nice, but it's no minivan," and they would nod seriously in agreement like sheepish dogs.
This is yet another argument in defense of going green. I mean, it's hard to hide a detonator — especially a long-period delay detonator — beneath a horse-drawn carriage.
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People forget that being a journalist is an innately insecure vocation. Sometimes it's easy to see the action/reaction once a piece goes public, sometimes the results are more opaque. So it goes.
I've also lately become convinced that we all choose how we are going to die, more or less. Presumably, she has the wherewithal to understand that poking a grumpy bear with a stick has some implications. I personally might spend some time deciding how to reconcile my profession and my mortality, if I were in her shoes.
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Get 'em, Anne!
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Also please note, Ford's reliability is at parity or beats the reliability of the Japanese.
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I'm not against American cars; I've just had some really crappy ones over the years. Since I switched to Honda and Toyota, my auto situation has been completely trouble free. (Knock wood)
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Oh! I had a minivan for a few years. The boys at work with the Ferraris and the Bimmers, etc. snickered when they first saw it. But, but, I looked them straight in the eye and I told them it was one of the finest automobiles in the world and that the fact that it transports a family, the most important thing in the world, trumps any tiny-penis sports-car-self-worth.
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Or, to give in to our editor's conspiracy theory, a really crappy mafia effort.