Word: expect
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Times, overt display of a sense of humor provokes the sort of suspicion a sex deviate can expect at a policemen's ball." Thus New York Timesman Russell Baker, 36, once explained why he covered Washington with appropriate solemnity. In time, the solemn rounds began to pall; Baker was about to join another paper when the Times suddenly gave him a chance to stray. By last week, calling himself "Observer," Baker was solidly ensconced as the Times's editorial-page satirist...
...than a year ago, and some dealers are already running out of '62 models. To catch up, Detroit plans to produce well over 1,100,000 '633 in September and October-almost 25% more cars than in the same period a year ago. U.S. manufacturers in general expect to increase their output this autumn: their new orders rose by almost $1 billion in July. Said Crown Zellerbach Corp. President Reed O. Hunt: "Everybody talks about business easing off later in the year, but we've seen no sign...
Just as inconclusive was the situation in the nation's basic industry: steel. Though the steel companies were producing at only 56% of capacity v. 69% a year ago, their output rose 10% in August, and some steelmen expect gains of up to 2% a week through Christmas...
Like Beitz, many of Europe's new business leaders on the surface increasingly resemble their U.S. counterparts. But important differences will always remain-if for no other reason than that so much of European business is nationalized. Contrary to what most Americans might expect, some of Europe's ablest managers are civil servants who drive to expand their industrial empires with a zeal worthy of any capitalist. Says Civil Servant Pierre Dreyfus, who has built France's state-owned Renault company into one of the world's most efficient auto producers: "We have no reason...
...terribly passionate. He makes me undress in the car, right in the middle of town, with the chauffeur sitting up front." The other girls grin. "Really? And where do you meet?" "Oh," says Sophie grandly, "he's taken a flat for us." The enemy closes in. "Ha! You expect us to believe that? What's the address?" Sophie is superb. "Number Six, Place Violet," she announces with a shrug...