Monday, May 19, 2008

Battle Of The Billionaires

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How many billionaires does it take to work on the world's biggest tech deal? So far, six.

The Microsoft (nasdaq: MSFT - news - people )-Yahoo! (nasdaq: YHOO - news - people ) deal was about the No. 2 and 3 players in search advertising combining forces to turn up the heat on Google (nasdaq: GOOG - news - people ). But four months after the Redmond software giant launched its unsolicited bid for the Internet portal, the deal saga has turned into a kind of reality show, Battle of the Billionaires, as Steve Ballmer, Jerry Yang, Eric Schmidt, Rupert Murdoch, Carl Icahn and Mark Cuban duke it out over the fates of Yahoo! and Microsoft--and try to enrich themselves in the process. Using data from 2007 proxy statements, here's what each billionaire has gained or lost so far.

Steve Ballmer

Tally So Far: Down $1 billion

Microsoft's bombastic chief executive lost the battle to acquire Yahoo!--for now--but at least he didn't have to shell out $47 billion for the struggling Web portal. During his three-month quest for Yahoo!, however, Microsoft's shares fell 10%. Ballmer owns 400 million Microsoft shares, so the value of his holdings fell from $13 billion to just under $12 billion during that period. Forbes estimated that Ballmer's total net worth in 2007 was $15 billion.

Jerry Yang

Tally So Far: Down $1.7 billion

Yahoo!'s chief executive lost out big time--for now--by rejecting Ballmer's last offer of $33 per share (Ballmer offered $31 per share to Yahoo! on Jan. 31). Yang--who owns slightly more than 54 million shares of Yahoo! in his name and through a family partnership--would have collected $1.7 billion in a sale to Microsoft. Forbes estimated that Yang's total net worth last year was $2.3 billion.

Eric Schmidt

Tally So Far: Up $271 million during the deal.

Google's chief executive played the role of the spoiler in the deal. The search king's potential advertising deal with Yahoo! was the straw that broke Microsoft's back. Ballmer said a partnership in which Yahoo! outsources its search advertising to Google would make it nearly impossible to acquire Yahoo!. The two Internet giants are still trying to work out a deal. Schmidt's 9.5 million Google shares traded all over the map, dipping as low as $413.62, from the day Microsoft made its bid for Yahoo! to May 3, when Microsoft called it quits. Lucky for Schmidt, Google posted outstanding first quarter results, which boosted the stock to nearly $600. During the Microsoft-Yahoo! standoff, Schmidt's Google shares gained $271 million. Forbes estimated that Schmidt's net worth last year was $6.6 billion.

Rupert Murdoch

Tally So Far: Hard to count

The News Corp. (nyse: NWS - news - people ) chief has played both sides of the fence in the Microsoft-Yahoo! deal saga. At first, the media mogul was willing to help Yahoo! remain an independent company by giving it News Corp.'s MySpace social network. In exchange, News Corp. would take a stake in Yahoo!. Then, Murdoch had a change of heart and switched sides. He reportedly had conversations with Ballmer about helping Microsoft snap up Yahoo!.

Carl Icahn

Tally So Far: Possibility of a $400 million

The corporate raider extraordinaire is trying to get Yahoo! and Microsoft back to the negotiating table to work out a deal by trying to unseat Yahoo!'s board members. On May 15, he floated a proxy board slate that included himself, Mark Cuban and Frank Biondi. Icahn's goal, of course, is to cash out of Yahoo!'s stock with a profit. Icahn paid about $26 a share for his 59 million Yahoo! shares. If, for instance, he could get Microsoft to pay its last bid for Yahoo!--$33 a share--Icahn could walk away with a cool $400 million for his trouble. Forbes estimated that Icahn's net worth was $14 billion last year.

Mark Cuban

Tally So Far: No money on the table--yet

Icahn tapped Cuban, an enormously successful entrepreneur, to be on his proxy Yahoo! board. Cuban's already made tons of money from Yahoo!--he sold his company,, to the Internet portal in 1999 for $5.7 billion. If Cuban gets nominated to Yahoo! board at the company's July 3 annual meeting, don't expect him to stick around: Cuban and the rest of the proxy board are only there to overthrow the current members and help Microsoft finally acquire Yahoo!.

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In rubble, Chinese couple clung to each other, and to life

The ruins of a workers' dormitory in Shifang, China, from which a couple was rescued.
(Shiho Fukada for The New York Times)

SHIFANG, China: At the moment of greatest despair, Wang Zhijun tried to kill himself by twisting his neck against the debris.

Breathing had become harder as day turned to night. The chunks of brick and concrete that had buried him and his wife were pressing tighter by the hour, crushing them. Their bodies had gone numb.

Then there was the rain, sharp and cold, lashing at them through the cracks.

"I don't think I can make it," he told his wife, Li Wanzhi, his face just inches from hers, their arms wrapped around each other.

She sensed he was giving up. "If God wants to kill us, he would have killed us right away," she said. "But since we're still alive, we must be fated to live."

And they lived. They were pulled from the rubble of their collapsed six-story workers' dormitory 28 hours after last Monday's earthquake, spared the end met by at least 32,000 others.

Their tale of survival is also one of a rekindled love, of two people who might have died had they been trapped alone.

They whispered to each other. They talked of their 14-year-old daughter — who would take care of her? They recalled their life together, the shape of it before and the shape of it to come, all the changes they would make if they ever got out alive.

Days after their rescue, they lay in separate beds in Shifang People's Hospital, a loud place with too many patients and too few doctors. Wang's stout body was covered in cuts scabbed over with blood and pus, and he drifted in and out of sleep while talking to a reporter.

Li, 38, her petite frame dressed in a pink nightgown, spoke softly and stared at the ceiling with tears in her eyes. A white blanket covered her left side, where her arm had just been amputated. She had pleaded with a doctor not to cut it off, but there had been no choice: It had turned gangrenous after being trapped beneath Wang in the collapse.

Yet they were both thankful. "My colleagues said, 'You're the lucky one. You don't know how many people died,' " Li said of the reaction of her fellow factory workers.

Of the 28 hours, Wang said, "It was more terrifying than facing the god of death." Like for millions of Chinese, the life they knew was completely eradicated at 2:28 p.m. last Monday, when the 7.9-magnitude earthquake sent wave after wave of tremors through the river valleys and glaciated mountains of Sichuan Province, one of the most beautiful corners of China.

Wang, 40, had just returned home two days earlier, after traveling around the country for half a year and trying his hand at small businesses. He had lost a lot of money. He and his wife rarely spoke. He spent the Chinese New Year in the city of Guangzhou by himself, skipping China's most important family holiday.

Wang is the kind of itinerant worker found in China by the millions, wandering from city to city in these boom years, and so it was chance that brought him home two days before the earthquake.

Li was raising their daughter, Xinyi, on her own while working at a chemical factory in the town of Luoshui. "My husband doesn't have a stable life," Li said. "He goes wherever he can get a job. I told him, 'Why don't you have a rest? Stay away from business. Just try and enjoy life for a while.' "

Last Monday, she and her husband had just sat down in her fourth-floor apartment to watch a police soap opera on DVD when the dormitory, which houses dozens of factory workers, began shaking violently.

He flung an arm around her as they sprinted for the bathroom eight feet away. The entire building collapsed right as they got there, knocking them to the ground. The wooden bathroom door slammed against Wang's back. Clouds of dust filled their lungs.

They were frightened but did not feel any pain at first. "In our minds, everything was clear," Li recalled. "We were buried in the rubble.

"As a woman, as a mother, my first thought was, 'What about my daughter? Who'll take care of her if I die?' " she said.

They lay entwined on their sides, not knowing whether they were bleeding or any bones had been broken. A large chunk of concrete loomed inches above their heads. Shifting their bodies, they knew, could cause it to drop down on them.

Li's left arm was wedged beneath her husband. The pain was excruciating at first, until the arm went numb.

"My mobile phone is in my pants pocket," said Wang, who was wearing a tracksuit. "See if you can get it out."

With her free hand, Li managed to fumble it out, but there was no signal. She thought she heard her cellphone ringing elsewhere in the rubble. It rang over and over for a while. Family and friends must be calling, she thought. Then it stopped.

They tried yelling, even though it was hard to breathe. "Save us! Save us!" they screamed. They yelled whenever they heard any noise outside. Li told her husband, "We need to keep our heads clear and pay attention to what's happening."

Li tried to focus her mind on only two things: How can I get out? How can I stay alive? But of course she and Wang thought of their family and friends, whether they were suffering in the same way. Their daughter was at school when the earthquake hit. Their parents and siblings, mostly farmers, also lived in the area.

"I want you to make it out," Wang said. "We have a child, and I want you to raise her."

Through a crack in the rubble, they could see the light fading. The rubble was moving. It was pressing down, slowly crushing them. They no longer felt any pain because their entire bodies had gone numb. Nor did they feel hunger and thirst.

They had to take turns breathing. When Li took a deep breath, her chest expanding, Wang held his breath.

Li looked at the cellphone at 11 p.m. Still no signal. But at least they had the phone, their one lifeline. They kept it on. The battery meter showed one bar of power left.

The cold rain started sometime during the night. Wang could hear it pounding the debris like a drum: da-da-da-da-da. It came down through the cracks. Wang also heard other noises, stones crashing against stones. Were those landslides?

They looked again at the cellphone. The battery had died.

"I gave up hope that night," Wang recalled. "No one was going to save us." He thought about what it would be like to die slowly, minute by minute, and he made a decision. "I tried bending my neck against the wall to kill myself," he said.

That was when Li told him that since God had not killed them right away, they were meant to live. She also told him he was born in the Year of the Monkey, and monkeys can live for 500 years. She said he had to remember their daughter.

Maybe he would spend more time at home, he said. Settle down, see more of their daughter.

"Let's try to get some sleep and save our energy," she said.

But they were too terrified to fall asleep.

Then slowly the daylight began coming back through the crack. Hours later, they heard crunching footsteps on the rubble. Their voices were hoarse, but they began yelling again.

Someone shouted back, "Who are you?"

Li recognized her boss's voice. "I'm Li Wanzhi," she said.

Then came the words, "Hold on, we're going to save you right now." A constellation of voices, some familiar, swirled overhead. They could not understand what was being said, only that the people were weighing different plans.

At last, they heard rumbling of heavy machinery, which went on for perhaps five or six hours, the couple guessed. Afterward, a straw came down through the crack, and they took turns sipping sugar water.

"They were using their hands now," Wang recalled. "The crack was getting bigger." Then they heard rescue workers say that only one of them could be pulled out at a time. That risked rubble collapsing onto the other. But there was no other way.

The workers told the couple they were going to pull Li out first. "I can't feel my legs, so I think I'm stuck under something," Li told them. "You should get my husband out first."

Two pairs of hands grabbed him, and within minutes he was out of the hole and being led to an ambulance, where his sister was waiting.

The rubble had not collapsed farther into the hole. On the contrary, Li felt a sudden expansion of space when her husband was lifted out, and now she could breathe more easily. But her lower body was still pinned down by heavy bricks. "Can you get some tools to pull me out?" she asked.

They said no. And at that moment, beyond exhaustion, she gave them the signal to get her out any way they could: "Well, I can't feel anything anyway."

She felt hands gripping her. After a powerful tug, she was out, just like that. In the ambulance, she was put down on a bench opposite her husband. "I wanted to hug him, but I couldn't move my body," Li said.

Nearly a week after the rescue, both were still in tremendous pain. Wang said it felt as if his heart were being squeezed. He still cannot sit up on his own.

Every aftershock terrifies Li. She thinks of being buried alive again. No one has told her how many of her co-workers were killed. But their daughter was unhurt, and she refused to leave their side in the hospital.

They have no home to return to, but that is another problem for another time.

"The only thing we had was each other," Wang said. "We encouraged each other to live on, and we said once we got out, we'd live a good life and care for each other. Now we have a new start."

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The Feral Sex: The terrifying rise of violent girl gangs

The girl emerged from her house with a mobile phone glued to her ear and a cigarette hanging out of her mouth.

Her friends take the mickey out of her, we learn from her sister's MySpace internet page, because she is never out of "a chav T-shirt and tracksuit bottoms" - and she didn't disappoint yesterday.

Even so, it doesn't pay to get on the wrong side of this 14-year-old, who plays for a local girls' football team and weighs in at around 13 stone.

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Wild: A teenage member of a girl gang

Someone who did is retired school teacher Beryl Barber.

The pensioner was walking along the pavement near her home in Selby, North Yorkshire, recently when she was confronted by the girl in question and her "mates".

The gang (three girls, two boys) fancied the odds: five of them versus one defenceless 72-year-old woman.

They began hurling stones at Mrs Barber. She could have turned away, and many in her position would have done. Instead, however, she picked up one of the stones and threw it back.

The retaliation was swift and sadistic.

Suddenly, the girl rushed towards Mrs Barber and pushed her into the path of an oncoming car which had to brake sharply to avoid a collision.

Nevertheless, Mrs Barber fell with such force that, in the words of an eye-witness, "her face literally bounced off the pavement, skidding across the tarmac."

Mrs Barber suffered a broken nose and two black eyes, and was left looking like the girl had played football-with her head.

The girl's motive, according to the police, was to make her "look good" in front of her group; to gain "respect".

It is a word that features prominently in the street lingo of such youngsters, and never was it more misplaced.

The girl, the second of three children who lives with her parents on the outskirts of Selby, was given a 12-month referral order when she appeared before magistrates in March; the equivalent, many might think, of a "slap on the wrist".

Under the terms of the order she has to attend a course in anger management.

That is as much as we are allowed to tell you about her, because in the eyes of the law she is still a juvenile.

Mrs Barber, for her part, was too scared to come to the door when we called at her bungalow.

This is the reality behind a Home Office report this week which revealed that crimes committed by girls as young as ten have soared by 25 per cent in three years.

The statistics mask an even more disturbing trend.

Many of these feral females are involved in gangs.

Be they all-girl gangs, mixed gangs (like the one which targeted Beryl Barber) or male gangs to which they become attached.

Sometimes beneath a cap or a "hoodie" it is hard to tell one sex from another any more - girl from boy, or boy from girl.

Either way, in this Clockwork Orange world, pushing a pensioner into a road, or mugging an innocent passer-by, earns you respect.

Two further incidents in the past few weeks alone highlight the frightening escalation of the kind of female gang violence which, until recently, was presented as an intrinsically male problem.

One was at Shoreham railway station, near Brighton, when about 20 girls - from two rival gangs - fought a pitched battle on the platform with beer bottles and snooker balls wrapped in socks. Two girls, aged 18 and 20, have been charged with affray.

The other occurred in the Midlands, where a woman was mercilessly punched, kicked, and stamped on by a mob of teenage girls who, she says, acted "like a pack of wild animals".

You do not have to grow up on a sink estate, come from a broken home, get excluded from school, be promiscuous, binge drink or play violent computer games to become immersed in this culture.


Mixed gangs: Joining boy gangs is often the next step up (file picture)

But - boy or girl - this is more likely if you do.

The most recent Metropolitan Police estimate put the number of gangs in London at 174, of which at least three were exclusively girls.

But the report concedes: "The actual number could be even greater as this is based purely on police intelligence."

Among the girl "crews" believed to operating in the capital today are the "Shower Gyals" (Tottenham), PYG (Peckham), identified by black bandanas, and OCS (Brixton), which is said to have members as young as ten.

Last year, a running feud between the PYG and OCS turned into a mass brawl in Camberwell, South London.

Such girls, according to a study to be published by the Centre for Policy Studies next month, routinely carry knives and "are prepared to use them".

Initiation rites might require a girl to rob or mug.

Casual sex ("linking") is endemic and videos of girls and boys having sex in the stairwells of housing blocks circulate school playgrounds.

London, where the research was conducted, is the norm, not the exception.

In Nottingham there is the NG2 Crew, for example, an all-girl gang named after the postcode which includes the notorious Meadows estate, a crime-ridden warren of dimly-lit council houses.

Becki, 16, lives with her mother - her father has long since gone - in the area.

Many of her peers come from the Meadows. Her brother is a drug dealer, selling "skunk" cannabis.

Becki is member of the NG2.

"I have been part of the crew for six months now," she said last night.

"It's like a type of protection. My mum works all the time [in a supermarket] so I hardly ever see her and there is no one at home, so I don't feel I have anyone looking after me really.

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Male gangs: With their menacing hoods and aggressive body language, boy gangs are the most common tormentors

"I started hanging out with the girls from school and we just decided to form a crew."

It sounds innocent enough until Becki admits: "It gets serious when arguments start. One of our girls had a "beef" with another girl from a different area and when that happened we had to protect her and help her to sort it out.

"We went round and beat the other girl up.

We punched her and we also took off our shoes and hit her with them. It was like a warning really that they should not mess with us.

"A lot of rows are over boys, or it's name-calling and girls showing us disrespect.

"We stand up for one another. It's like having a big family. You feel safe. You can go anywhere as long as your girls are with you."

What's clear is that there has been a dramatic coarsening in the behaviour of an entire underclass of young women - driven partly by the destruction of the nuclear family and the lack of a strong father figure, but also by a celebrity culture in which female so-called "stars" - famous only for appearing on Big Brother or its equivalents - are photographed blind drunk and fighting in the gutter with other women outside nightclubs.

For some young girls, joining a male gang is their way of trying to feel cool, desirable and protected.

The price for such protection - and the material rewards of membership - are high.

Such girls are known as "bitches".

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"In Leeds, every postcode and every little area has its own crew," says Pat Regan, who runs a Mothers Against Violence group in the city.

"There's the Hyde Park Crew, the Little London Crew, and the CPT from Chapeltown. All these gangs have girls in them.

"They see the boys in nice clothes and driving flash cars and they want a part of it.

"But nothing is free. The girls often have to keep guns and drugs for their so-called boyfriends, who will usually have several girls on the go, and they end up with the convictions when they are caught."

Violence, in one way or another, defines these girls. The underlying evidence, if anyone cared to look, has been there for some time.

The most common age of a female criminal - calculated from the average age of juvenile females convicted in the courts - has fallen to just 14.

In the early Nineties, the age was 16.

Equally disturbing is the shift towards thuggery.

The figures released by the Youth Justice Board on Thursday, as the Mail reported yesterday, show significant increases in assaults, robberies and public order offences.

It was 8pm on a sunny April evening when Wendy Clarke, a 47-year-old mother from the Birmingham suburbs, got caught up in this nightmare world. She had just locked up her tanning salon when she spotted a group of about 20 girls congregating near a bus shelter.

Four of the gang - although she didn't know they were a gang at the time - were sitting near an elderly man on a bench. "They began taunting him," says Wendy.

"Grandad", they called him. One of the girls then opened his jacket and started rummaging through his pockets.

"Soon they were all over him like a pack of animals and I knew I had to do something."

She strode over to the group and told them to "back off and leave him alone".

Almost before the words had left her mouth, one of the girls yanked her by the hair and punched her in the face. Two others jumped on her back.

Three more joined in and jumped on Wendy's head when she fell to the ground.

"One minute I was telling them to leave the man alone and the next I was on the floor," she says.

"During the attack I was aware of more and more girls joining in. I tried my best to defend myself, but it was useless. I was completely and utterly helpless.

"All the time they were shouting abuse and baying like savages. It was absolutely terrifying and I thought it would never end."

Wendy might not have got out alive if a couple hadn't pulled up in their car and run over to help when they realised what was happening, causing Wendy's attackers to flee.

It would be mistake to think this was a spontaneous, random attack. True, the girls did not know who their victim was going to be, but they knew they were going to get someone.

They were wearing several layers of clothing so they could change their appearance quickly. Unfortunately for them, someone followed them to a nearby McDonald's and dialled 999. The girls were in the process of "undressing" when officers arrived.

Ten girls, aged between 14 and 17, were later arrested and bailed in connection with the attack on Wendy.

Her injuries were so severe that doctors couldn't be certain whether her nose had been broken until the swelling had gone down.

"My boyfriend didn't recognise me when he saw me," she said.

"I have a 15-year-old daughter and the difference between her and "them'' is difficult to comprehend."

Consider, too, the harrowing experience of an 18-year-old youth, whom we shall call Ben, who agreed to meet us in a park in Woolwich, South-East London this week.

Ben went to live with foster parents following a deeply troubled upbringing (his father committed suicide) which has left him with severe emotional problems.

He is also partially disabled after injuring his legs in a motorbike accident.

All in all, it would be difficult to find a more vulnerable teenager.

Ben, who is slightly built, was walking down the street, near the spot where he is now standing, one day last year when he was ambushed by a gang of five girls.

The girls supplied cannabis to Ben's cousin. When his cousin left a drug debt unpaid, they took revenge on Ben instead.

The group, aged 15 and 16, dragged him into a nearby flat where they stripped him, repeatedly beat him with a broken broom handle, and made him perform sex acts.

They filmed his three-and-a-half hour ordeal on a mobile phone.

"I did not fight back because they were at least five of them and they were stronger than me. I pleaded with them to stop but they wouldn't. I just covered my face."

Initially, Ben was too embarrassed to go to the police. "They were girls, after all," he said.

Had his sister not eventually persuaded him to inform the authorities, his story would have been difficult to believe. He gave evidence against the gang via video link because he was too embarrassed to face them in court.

The girls were convicted for false imprisonment, assault, and causing a person to engage in sexual activity without consent. They were jailed for a total of nine years at Inner London Crown Court.

The judge called the attack "sadistic" and "disgraceful".

The background of the girls, who again cannot be identified, provides chilling insight into the culture of female violence and girl gangs.

One had a previous conviction for assault. When she was just 13 she punched another girl in the face, fracturing her cheekbone, leaving her needing a metal plate.

She was skilled in martial arts and her CV included robbery and threatening and abusive behaviour. Two of her accomplices also had previous convictions for crimes including robbery, assault, and drug offences.

These are the kind of nihilistic, violent crimes, of course, that we used to associate with men not women, boys not girls.

The truth is there is little difference any more - which is perhaps the most shocking indictment of all.

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U.S. soldier uses Quran for target practice; military apologizes

BAGHDAD, Iraq (CNN) -- A soldier used the Quran -- Islam's holy book -- for target practice, forcing the chief U.S. commander in Baghdad to issue a formal apology on Saturday.


Maj. Gen. Jeffery Hammond apologizes after a soldier admitted using the Quran for target practice.

Maj. Gen. Jeffrey Hammond, commander of U.S. forces in Baghdad, flanked by leaders from Radhwaniya in the western outskirts of Baghdad, apologized for the staff sergeant who was a sniper section leader assigned to the headquarters of the 64th Armored Regiment. He also read a letter of apology by the shooter.

It was the first time the incident -- which tested the relationship between U.S.-backed Sunni militiamen and the military -- was made public since it was discovered May 11.

"I come before you here seeking your forgiveness," Hammond said to tribal leaders and others at the apology ceremony. "In the most humble manner I look in your eyes today and I say please forgive me and my soldiers."

Another military official kissed a Quran and presented it as "a humble gift" to the tribal leaders.

The soldier, whose name was not released, shot at a Quran on May 9, villagers said. The Quran used in the incident was discovered two days later, according to the military.

Hammond also read from the shooter's letter: "I sincerely hope that my actions have not diminished the partnership that our two nations have developed together. ... My actions were shortsighted, very reckless and irresponsible, but in my heart [the actions] were not malicious."

A tribal leader said "the criminal act by U.S. forces" took place at a shooting range at the Radhwaniya police station. After the shooters left, an Iraqi policeman found a target marked in the middle of the bullet-riddled Quran.

Copies of the pictures of the Quran obtained by CNN show multiple bullet holes and an expletive scrawled on one of its pages.

A military investigation found the shooter guilty and relieved him of duty; he will be redeployed to the United States for reassignment away from the 1st Brigade of the 4th Infantry Division, a U.S. official said.

"The actions of one soldier were nothing more than criminal behavior," Hammond said. "I've come to this land to protect you, to support you -- not to harm you -- and the behavior of this soldier was nothing short of wrong and unacceptable."

Officials said the soldier claimed he wasn't aware the book was the Quran. U.S. officials rejected the claim.

Tribal leaders, dignitaries and local security officials attended the ceremony, while residents carried banners and chanted slogans, including "Yes, yes to the Quran" and "America out, out."

Sheikh Hamadi al-Qirtani, in a speech on behalf of all tribal sheiks of Radhwaniya, called the incident "aggression against the entire Islamic world."

The Association of Muslim Scholars in Iraq also condemned the shooter's actions and the U.S. military's belated acknowledgment of the incident.

"As the Association of Muslim Scholars condemns this heinous crime against God's holy book, the Constitution of this nation, a source of pride and dignity," the groups statement said, "they condemned the silence by all those who are part of the occupation's agenda and holds the occupation and the current government fully responsible for this violation and reminds everyone that God preserves his book and he [God] is a great avenger."
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