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...Homeland Security, former New York City police commissioner Bernard Kerik and his advisers had reckoned they could handle the issue of Kerik's reputation for occasional lapses of judgment in personal matters. Or that the smell of some conflict-of-interest issues still clung to him. "Everything seemed pretty normal, at least by Washington or New York standards," his mentor and boss, former New York City mayor Rudolph Giuliani, told TIME. "It is never pleasant. You deal with it." But they hadn't counted on the nanny. Kerik's disclosure, a week after President George W. Bush had announced...
...boardrooms of thousands of big and small companies around the world. Success these days is determined in part by something no company can control: the value of the U.S. dollar--the world's most trusted currency, which has been melting away for three years. Currency moves are a normal part of global trade. Their impact generally is best left for financial geeks and really bored people to ponder. But not now. The dollar's long slide--and widespread expectations that it will slip further--has officials on three continents fearing that their economies are stretched to the breaking point. They...
...what it used to be for Tony Warren. After a couple of years of steady shift work, the 27-year-old Atlanta resident--a part-time waiter and full-time graduate student in computer engineering-- has embraced an existence of almost nonstop wakefulness that would turn most normal human beings into drooling, hallucinating zombies...
...Your body tries again. Still nothing. Then, if you're lucky, your brain kicks in and sends out the alarm: without oxygen, it will starve. So your reflexes get your body to rouse; there's a snuffling, wheezing and then a big intake of breath. And then back to normal breathing--or more snoring--until the cycle starts again. And all the while, you're fast asleep, blissfully unaware that anything is going...
...those of us who were confused by the film, the ensuing live performance did little to alleviate our condition. The audience filed back up the stairs from the auditorium to the main gallery and found ourselves in what was just like a normal gallery opening—complete with catered goodies and champagne—except that in one corner the artist himself was playing a grand piano and crooning into a microphone. The music itself varied in quality and enjoyability (it was a pastiche of covers ranging from Joni Mitchell to Carol King, mixed with Prina?...