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...largest computer-virus scare to date -- a week-long frenzy of hype and high-tech hand-holding that dramatized the vulnerability of the world's 137 million personal computers -- and the gullibility of their users. In the end, the bug's bark was worse than its bite. The National Computer Security Association in Washington reported that 15 computers had been struck in England, 12 in the Netherlands and five in Austria. There were disruptions in Japan, China and New Zealand. Several hundred computers used by South Africa's pharmacists were zapped. But except for a Southern Baptist church near Atlanta...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Ding! Whrrrrrrrrrrrr. Crash! | 3/16/1992 | See Source »

...grain quality -- if not the episodic fussiness -- of that earlier virtuoso of the dovetail and the lamination, the sculptor H.C. Westermann. It also has some of Westermann's laconic humor. Sanctuary, 1982, is one such piece: a cubical box of thick wood mounted on two raw branches with the bark still on them, which turn out to be "legs," pedaling a wooden wheel -- a sort of absurd unicycle, designed for flight...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Art: Delight in A Shaping Hand | 3/2/1992 | See Source »

...Bark like an Underdog...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Time Magazine Contents Page | 1/27/1992 | See Source »

Fifteen dollars is a lot to pay for a wooden comb which isn't significantly different from a drugstore plastic one. Crayons or pencil leads stuck in inch-thick twigs (complete with bark) are unwieldy and rough to the touch, and contribute (as do the combs) to deforestation through the unnecessary and wasteful use of wood. Besides, at $3.50 a crayon, it would take a month's wages to amass a 64-color...

Author: By Jendi B. Reiter, | Title: Just Don't Eat the Soap! | 1/17/1992 | See Source »

Jean Richard, 79, a retired watchmaker from nearby Rayne ("Frog Capital of the World"), recalls an earlier time, when almost everybody in southwest Louisiana played an instrument. "My daddy could play harmonica, crow like a rooster and bark like a dog all at the same time." He shakes his head sadly. "That trait is gone today -- nobody practices that anymore...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Why The Good Times Still Roll | 11/4/1991 | See Source »

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