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...additional wealth in iron ore, asphalt, diamonds and hydroelectric power. In Caracas, a new skyscraper seems to rise every day, a new millionaire to appear every hour, and traffic jams to grow worse every minute. Drawing boards bulge with expansive economic plans, and the democratic, staunchly nationalistic President Carlos Andrés Pérez -whom everybody calls "Cap"-yearns to extend Venezuela's influence over its Latin neighbors...
...Died. André Géraud, 92, Cassandra-like French columnist known as Pertinax (Latin for resolute); in Ségur-le-Château, France. In his daily columns in Echo de Paris, Pertinax in the 1930s warned about the danger of appeasing Hitler. When Nazi panzers crushed France in 1940, he escaped via Bordeaux on an English destroyer. In the U.S. during the war, he wrote his best-known work, The Gravediggers of France, a historical exposé of the men responsible for his country's fall...
When Carlos Andrés Pérez was elected President of Venezuela a year ago this week, his country faced an enviable economic crisis. Rising oil prices threatened to fill the national coffers at more than triple the 1973 rate of $3 billion. "The $10 billion will crush us," warned former Minister of Mines and OPEC Founder Juan Pablo Pérez Alfonzo. "We have a President with a moun tain of gold to dispense. Everyone will be thinking how to put his hand...
Wearing a decorous gray tropical suit set off by a brightly flowered tie, Venezuela's President Carlos Andrés ("Cap") Pérez had a rare on-the-record interview with TIME Buenos Aires Bureau Chief Rudolph Rauch at the presidential residence in Caracas. Insulated from the noisy center of the capital by the spacious, well-tended gardens that surround the sprawling, colonial-style mansion, Pérez was relaxed but assured in answering questions about his nation's foreign policy. Excerpts...
...which are left white. This laborious doodling produces now and again some pretty moire effects, like watered silk, but that is all, and the all is virtually nothing. It is, however, more than Robert Hunter's piece, which consists of pale gray rectangular grids, the ghosts of Carl André's floor tiles, stenciled on the museum wall, adding the consolation of near invisibility to the muteness of complete banality...