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...merchandisers are busy, too. A bottle of brandy named for Napoleon is opened with a corkscrew bearing the head of Bonaparte. Napoleon comes in dolls, lampshades, vases, bumper stickers, two-foot-square postcards, cuff links and assorted junk. A cheese manufacturer is distributing 10 million color pictures of Grande Armée heroes. Paris hairdressers decreed the N line: a lock dangling over the forehead. For three dollars, one may acquire a replica of the Emperor's will on pseudo parchment with an imitation red seal. Says an official of the Bonapartist political party that has ruled Ajaccio...
...Junk. When Britain's Lord High Chancellor explained the statute repeal bill to the House of Lords last month, the scene was characteristically somnolent, with at least five peers asleep on their scarlet benches and a couple of others halfheartedly straining to hear the proceedings with old-fashioned black ear trumpets. But when the Lord Chancellor, Lord Gardiner, described the proposal as "a start towards getting rid of a lot of junk," his words rang like alarm bells. Leaping to his feet, Lord Leatherland cried: "I should hate historians of the future to say that Lord Gardiner...
...that meet such Medicare standards as fireproofing and staff nursing services. The current additions of 90,000 beds a year can take care of only one-third of the rising need. The shortage has created profitable business possibilities for entrepreneurs. Doctors, lawyers, salesmen, even a talent agent and a junk dealer, have started chains of nursing homes, which live largely off federal funds. Investors have rushed to buy shares in the more than 50 chains that have gone public in the past four years. Stock prices have been commonly bid up to 50 or 100 times earnings, which is three...
...long overdue awareness of her own insubstantiality. She is also distracted by other guests: an old platonic friend who she discovers is a homosexual, an alcoholic has-been novelist, a professional East Village poet who probably writes off LSD experiences as business trips, and a sexy, uncouth junk-sculptor...
...Buck (Jon Voight) is a strutting phallus, good, he admits, for nothin' but lovin'. His muscles are like his mind, heavy and ornamental. His eyes are like attic windows, blank and blue, opening onto a pile of dusty junk. The son and grandson of prostitutes, Joe flees the loveless desolation of his Tex as home and heads for Manhattan...