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...does that folksy number--"Aw, shucks, little problem here"--and assures you the others can take the strain. Then a second engine goes out; the sweat trickles down your neck, but you reckon you'll make it to the ground safely. But if the third, and then the fourth, flame...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Are You Worried Yet? | 9/3/2001 | See Source »

Some of my favorite stories are about individuals who rekindled the fire with an old flame who happened to be an Internet executive, just long enough to get put on the "friends and family" list for IPO shares. Talk about deceit. In that vein, what about husbands and wives who never confided the risks they were taking with big bets on a stock like Rhythms NetConnections...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Investigate The Investors | 8/13/2001 | See Source »

Jackie made sure the metaphor stuck. She orchestrated the images, carried by television, that made the mourning indelible. The riderless horse, the eternal flame, even her little boy's salute toward his father's casket as it passed--all were her idea. In those few days, she was, as her biographer Edward Klein put it, the art director for the entire world. She nurtured the myth of Kennedy exceptionalism until her death, vetting the work of biographers and monitoring the flow of information out of the Kennedy Library. She even sued to enjoin the publication of a book, Death...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Myth Machine | 8/13/2001 | See Source »

...personal "touches," but he broke his rule on some of his greatest buildings. The slender steel mullions that run up the walls of the Seagram Building and provide its rhapsodic vertical flight, have no structural purpose. The real load-bearing steel is buried behind them in the flame-retarding concrete required by New York fire codes. Mies applied the exterior steel because he liked how it looked. He was right...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Architecture: Mies Is More | 6/25/2001 | See Source »

Femmy Arimula bent forward over the swell of her pregnant belly so that she could aim the blowtorch directly onto the small, silver lump. At first nothing happened, the flame blazed down in a blue and orange column. Then, suddenly, the silver surface began to peel away and gold glittered underneath. More and more of the silver coating retreated under the blue flame until only a pebble of pure gold remained. Femmy cut the gas off and coughed, something catching at the back of her throat. She had heard that burning mercury was dangerous, but she didn't believe...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Grief From Glitter | 5/28/2001 | See Source »

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