Word: junked
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...stamping White House plans out of fear for their own pet projects. That worry isn't entirely off the wall--Presidents play politics too--but it's more likely that Congress will adopt another pattern. To solidify support at home, members can be expected to fund all kinds of junk, secure in the knowledge that the President will torpedo their profligacy...
...crusade, Schwarzkopf has joined forces with an unlikely but powerful ally who has even more reason than the general to be motivated: Michael Milken, the famous junk-bond wizard of the 1980s...
...wasn't until a friend developed the malignancy and he started to research the disease in depth that Jaroff learned it is reaching epidemic proportions in the U.S. To help prepare for this week's cover, he traveled to Santa Monica, California, for a three-hour interview with former junk-bond wizard Michael Milken, whose disease was diagnosed in 1993 and who has pledged $25 million for prostate-cancer research. "Men don't like to talk about or even think about their own health," Jaroff says. "But this is one illness they had better pay attention to, because...
...Barry Manilow fan club, a Mercedes-owners discussion group, a Fiji Islands--appreciation society and 103 other Internet mailing lists I'd never heard of. I knew from experience that any one of these lists can generate 50 messages a day. To avoid a deluge of junk E-mail, I painstakingly unsubscribed from all 106--even Barry Manilow's--only to log on Monday morning and discover I'd been subscribed overnight to 1,700 more. My file of unread E-mail had swelled to 16 megabytes, and was growing by the minute...
...heard about "spam"--Internet jargon for machine-generated junk mail--and over the years I'd received my share of E-mail chain letters, get-rich-quick pitches and cheesy magazine ads. But I had never experienced anything like this: a parade of mail that just got bigger and bigger, like Mickey's brooms in Fantasia. Not only was I getting hundreds of subscription notices, but I was also receiving copies of every piece of mail posted to those lists. By Monday the E-mail was pouring in at the rate of four a minute, 240 an hour...