Word: om
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Trading Places Sweden's OM stock exchange operator is to join forces with the London Stock Exchange on a new derivatives-only venture called EDS London. The move comes ahead of an anticipated boom in trading activity as desks switch from country-based dealing to sector-based dealing...
...terrace of the Om Hotel,beauty queen headquarters, hums with excitement. Photographers chain-smoke and chatter in French, English and Hindi. A TV crew is setting up in acorner, but the contestants, weary from the media attention, have retreated to their rooms. It's only an hour before the start of the swimsuit round, and it's raining. "Oh, my poor girls," laments Lobsang Wangyal,producer of the Shambala Miss Tibetbeauty pageant. "They are going to freeze." Wangyal stops to bark a question at one ofhis assistants: "How are we doing on the judges?" Moments later a mobile phone rings...
DIED. SWAMI SATCHIDA-NANDA, 87, prodigiously bearded guru who opened the 1969 Woodstock festival; while attending a peace conference in Madras, South India. Satchidananda attracted hundreds of om-chanting followers, including the '60s psychedelic artist Peter Max, musician Carole King and heart doctor Dean Ornish...
DIED. SWAMI SATCHIDANANDA, 87, Indian guru who opened the 1969 Woodstock festival by teaching the crowds to chant "om"; in Madras. A native of South India, the thickly bearded swami went to the U.S. in 1966 on the crest of a wave of counterculture interest in Eastern religion, and he eventually served as spiritual adviser to such celebrities as Carole King, Jeff Goldblum and Laura Dern. Satchidananda founded a number of ashrams, including Yogaville in Virginia, where he made his home. At Woodstock he shared the stage with rock luminaries Jimi Hendrix, the Who and Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young...
...wrong. The original version had been grooved into my brain. I mistrusted the addition of under God first of all on unconscious aesthetic grounds. The new phrase, set off by tendentious commas, was a hiccup in the flow of the drone, the mumbled civic music, the school kids' om. Even as a callow youth, I sensed that someone had intruded an alien and politicized bromide into the pledge. Again, the adjacent word indivisible banged up against a new divisive irrelevance, a phrase that seemed to demand, somewhere below the surface, "What God--if any--do you worship...