Word: napoleonism
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When the master of ceremonies suggested that Robert Vaughn's speech on Vietnam would move them to "out-rage and indignation," the students in Emerson Hall laughed for a full minute. "I'm serious," pleaded the master of ceremonies. More laughter. Napoleon Solo was in another...
...only once a week. The rest of the time Vaughn is honest, intelligent, occasionally ungrammatical. Fine. But, because of an enduring romanticism that dates back to the time you saw your first John Wayne western, you would like him to be more than he is. And the traces of Napoleon Solo cool--the clipped flippancy and modest arrogance--only heighten the unwarranted but inescapable disillusionment. You want to put him back into his element, the televised make-believe of T.H.R.U.S.H. villains, walkie-talkie pens, tranquilizer guns and the resourceful Illya...
...step behind. "She will do everything," says Linda. "She sings beautifully. She paints, she dances like a dream. She even writes poetry." Linda, now 42, considers herself not a pushy stage mother but a servant of destiny. Her astrologer, she explains, prophesied that Romina would have "all and everything Napoleon had without the downfall. I was told this at her birth, so I was able to prepare." But Hollywood was not prepared for Linda's big Power play. During the past month, she has waged a selling campaign that ought to win an Oscar for Haughty Hokum and High...
Ripping Pockets. As seen from the orchestra ranks, Toscanini awesomely lived up to the nicknames he earned as a young student at the Parma Conservatory: "Napoleon" and "il genietto" (the little genius). Many of the musicians quoted by Haggin still quake at the memory of his fierce glare, which took in the whole orchestra but made each player feel that it was focused on him-usually in reproach. And then there were the tantrums. When a piece was not played as Toscanini wanted it, "his irritation used to start at his feet and rise," recalls Bassoonist Sol Schoen-bach...
...Napoleon Bonaparte, something of a master at the game himself, once complained that "all Italians are plunderers." Italian bankers often seem to agree with this ungenerous assessment of their countrymen. "Every citizen," says an old banking maxim, "is a swindler until he produces documents to prove the contrary." Taking that attitude, Italian banks, including those owned by the state, have rarely opened their cash drawers for small personal loans...