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...Wired Magazine, where he's executive editor, Kelly is known to the young staff members as "the balloon that we all follow." It's a perfect description of the lofty Kelly, who has been floating from one intriguing idea to another--and leading people there--ever since the love-bead days when he edited the Whole Earth Review. In this short, trenchant book, he explains how the networked economy is turning old economics upside down: the more plentiful things are, the more valuable they become; dumb parts, when connected, yield smart results; and if you really want a business...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: New Rules For The New Economy | 11/16/1998 | See Source »

Mitchell is neither a $22 million man nor a third stringer, but the way his yoyo career has gone, it is almost impossible to get a bead on what exactly...

Author: By Zachary T. Ball, | Title: Barnum, Barry and A Three-Ring Circus | 9/23/1998 | See Source »

...radar-tracking missile hit water and not its target? TIME National Security correspondent Douglas Waller says that the Iraqi operator would have merely sent "a squirt" of radar: enough to set off the British planes' alarms but not enough for the F-16's missile to draw a good bead on the source...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The One-Shot Gulf War | 7/1/1998 | See Source »

...least the ones built around the model of hunt and kill. Captivated by effects that are ever more graphic, game boys learn to associate gusts of "blood" with the primal gratifications of scoring. In Golden Eye, a big seller, the player spends nearly all his time drawing a bead on his victims down the barrel...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Toward The Root Of The Evil | 4/6/1998 | See Source »

...Surprise. For a moment we thought we had surprised the Japanese. Then suddenly machine guns began to scratch the heavens with fire. We were hedgehopping, coming directly out of the moonlight. Every Japanese gunner seemed to get the bead on our bombing run as we skimmed low. The tracers' red, blazing prongs of light flashed by our windows. I was up in the nose with the squadron bombardier, Lieut. George Stout, and it seemed as if we were darting through a corridor of flaming sheaves...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: 1939-1948: WAR | 3/9/1998 | See Source »

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