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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...suffused with a soft-focus romanticism. Firelight plays over the fantasy. Everyone seems amazingly successful. The columns are populated by Ph.D.s. Sometimes one encounters a millionaire. Occasionally a satirical wit breaks the monotony: "I am DWM, wino, no teeth, smell bad, age 40--look 75. Live in good cardboard box in low- traffic alley. You are under 25, tall, sophisticated, beautiful, talented, financially secure, and want more out of life. Come fly with...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Essay: Advertisements for Oneself | 9/2/1985 | See Source »

...faces an inherent credibility problem. While we are accustomed to the self-promotions of politicians, say, we sense something bizarre when ordinary people erupt in small rhapsodies of self- celebration that are occasioned by loneliness and longing. One is haunted by almost piteous cries that come with post-office-box number attached: "Is there anyone out there? Anyone out there...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Essay: Advertisements for Oneself | 9/2/1985 | See Source »

Given the buildup, the televised picking of the winning numbers could only have been a trifle anticlimactic. When a machine built of suction tubes and a transparent box full of numbered plastic balls picked the winning combination --14, 17, 22, 23, 30, 47--nothing happened to almost the entire audience except the abrupt popping of their balloons. The holders of the three winning tickets could not be identified for several days...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Headline Is the Winning Numbers 14 17 22 23 30 47 | 9/2/1985 | See Source »

...three more of Rolls' 3,800 employees for the pleasure trip they are entitled to under company policy. "I knew I'd ride in a Rolls one day," says Jack Goodwin, 62, a gearbox builder at the firm since 1938, "but I assumed I'd be in a wooden box...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Milestone for a Legend | 9/2/1985 | See Source »

Forget Pac-Man. The latest pastime is more explosive than any video game. For only $10, housewives, accountants or truck drivers at the Bullet Stop in suburban Atlanta rent automatic weapons like UZI submachine guns and blast away with live ammo ($10.75 to $12.75 per box of 50 shells) on twelve carefully supervised shooting lanes. The targets: old bowling pins and combat-training silhouettes. "We get a lot of Rambo types," says Owner Paul LaVista, 38. "But mostly attorneys, airline pilots and doctors. They're big-time spenders." LaVista, who is working on franchising his smashing idea, claims that...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Living: Odds & Trends: Sep. 2, 1985 | 9/2/1985 | See Source »

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