APF Reporter Vol. 12 #4

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	Death By Drink: The Sad Battle of America’s Indians Roger Clawson Vernon Kills On Top’s new home is his sanctuary. Within the quiet refuge of death row at Montana State Prison he will outlive many of his friends.
	Mirage Russell Clemings But if this is a desert, then why was Skorupa surrounded by water, more than a solid square mile of water in all? Why, on the plains beyond the pools, were there manicured squares of green and gold crops, instead of the usual desert hues of brown or gray or rust? The answer lies in the one thing that makes the western United States the relative paradise it is today, instead of the moonscape it used to be–its far-flung system of plumbing. Hundreds of reservoirs; thousands of miles of canals and pipelines; countless pumps–all delicately choreographed to move water from where God in his wisdom put it to where man, in his wisdom, thinks God ought to have put it. Now Joe Skorupa, the biologist who picks up eggs on these ponds and takes them apart in his lab, may be the man who brings down that technological house of cards.
	Chile’s Lost Generation Pamela Constable Their words are startlingly similar, their ages almost identical, their houses a few miles apart. But these two Chileans live in worlds that have never touched. They represent two sides of a generation that was convulsed by an ideological struggle and permanently marked by the military coup of September 11, 1973.
	Rebellion Among The Rebels Sam Dillon When several angry Nicaraguan contra field commanders last year challenged Enrique Bermudez, the rebel army’s "Supreme Commander," their first tactical move reflected the dynamics of power within the anti-Sandinista movement: they called the U.S. Embassy in Tegucigalpa to request a meeting with the CIA station chief.
	Growing Up: Solidarity’s Turbulent Times Text and Photos by Victoria Pope A week of highs and lows for Lech Walesa. In Strasbourg, France, the Council of Europe honors him with a human-rights award. In ceremonies there, he is accorded the protocol usually reserved for heads of state. Before Mass at the Strasbourg cathedral, the archbishop warmly greets the Solidarity trade union chief at the door. Then Walesa proceeds to Brussels, and meets with King Baudouin of Belgium. The talk barely gets underway when the awe-struck translator, a distinguished Polish intellectual, breaks down in tears.
	David Halberstam: The Making Of A Critic William Prochnau When David Halberstam arrived in Saigon in early September, 1962, his new dateline remained distant and obscure to his readers and even his editors. It would be several months before he would move back onto the front page with the regularity he had achieved in the Congo, the early-Sixties hot spot he had just left. In Vietnam, the United States had quietly increased its military commitment to more than 10,000 men, but the death toll of Americans still stood at just twenty-five, most having died in plane crashes while defoliating Vietnamese forests, dropping psychological-warfare leaflets on peasants, or ferrying troops.