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...form of the characters in the books - an old idea called "licensing" that "Peanuts" products would turn into a global phenomenon, bringing in $1 billion a year to United Features and making Schulz richer than any popular artist in the world. USING A CROW-QUILL PEN DIPPED in ink, Schulz drew every day through the next three decades. He always worked alone, without a team of assistants. For a self-doubting perfectionist - Schulz referred to himself as a fanatic - the strip cartoon was an ideal form: the cartoonist's relationship to the world is self-limiting. The strip cartoonist...
...remind Greenspan that giving back $1.6 trillion in tax cuts sure beats $1.6 trillion in new spending, and that if the budget gets tight a few years hence, a tax cut is a lot easier to ditch than an entitlement. And with the CBO's accountants drowning in black ink, taking the money off the table is a hedge against the bloated budgets of the future. Heck, it might even perk up the markets a little bit in the meantime...
Historians may look back on this year as the thin edge of the e-publishing wedge, the moment when books made of paper and ink began sliding into digital obsolescence. But those not yet ready for the brave new reading world can mark 2000 by the extraordinary output of new fiction from big-name veteran authors, all producing energetic work at age 60 or older: Margaret Atwood, Saul Bellow, Doris Lessing, Joyce Carol Oates, Edna O'Brien, Philip Roth, Susan Sontag, John Updike. The year also brought posthumous books by Joseph Heller and Mario Puzo. The millennium...
...RAVELSTEIN Much ink was spilled earlier this year wondering how much Saul Bellow's novel revealed about the real life of his deceased friend Allan Bloom. Such a waste of energy. What principally matters here is that the author, 85, produces another brainy, complex and cantankerous hero to add to his glittering gallery of memorable fictional beings...
...RAVELSTEIN: Much ink was spilled wondering how much Saul Bellow's novel told of the real life of his deceased friend Allan Bloom. Such a waste of energy. What matters is that the author, 85, produces another brainy, complex and cantankerous hero to add to his gallery of memorable fictional beings...