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Whatever else Sharp's trip may accomplish, it inspired one of the most remarkable cocktail parties ever held in Saigon. Staged by Canada's effervescent chief ICCS delegate, Michel Gauvin, it attracted 200 guests representing an unprecedented assortment of former enemies. On hand was TIME'S Saigon Bureau Chief Gavin Scott to take a few surreptitious notes...
...already whizzing on. "Down from those three-inch platforms," say the heralds of chic, "and onward to something older!" For many designers and their customers, the In echo is of the '20 -not so much the roaring of the jazz babies in speakeasies as the tinkling of cocktail glasses on Long Island lawns and the rustle of silk against chiffon...
...politics, or international affairs, or indeed anything except sex and the weather. His name was Franco, and his passport said he was a European. It did not sound as odd as it had done eleven years earlier; in 1973 no one would have thought of introducing himself at a cocktail party with "Hello, I'm a European." People were French, or English, or German, or Italian. Never European. The only people who used the word in those days were Americans, who invested geographical proximity with more importance than it deserved...
...thoughts. "The computer," she said, "has been on the phone again." Franco cursed. Damn the computer. Orwell had been right: the wretched things were taking over. You rarely talked to business contacts these days-you made your deal directly with a computer. No more business lunches, no more cocktail parties. It was all very efficient, of course, and productivity had speeded up enormously. But where...
Jack Guerney, (Peter O'Toole), the 13th Earl of Guerney has just come into his inheritance by his father's fatal eccentricity. (The old man accidentally hung himself to death in a cocktail hour habit of stringing himself up by the neck in ballerina regalia.) But Jack is a paranoid schizophrenic who believes he is the God of Love, a charming and loveable idiot who can't stop raving about goodness and love. (Jack's explanation for his divine identity is this: "When I pray to Him, I find I'm talking to myself...