Word: omelet
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...thick tightrope, rubbernecks flocked across the continent to gawk. For two summers, while spectators placed bets on his fate (and sometimes cut his supporting cables to improve the odds), the dapper Frenchman sashayed back and forth on his rope, drinking champagne (he once cooked an omelet 150 ft. above the falls), turning somersaults, pushing a wheelbarrow while riding a bicycle, even carrying his manager across on his back. Once Blondin stumped across on stilts, a display of bravado that won him $400 from the future King Edward...
Dividing an Omelet. Still angry over the 1961 maneuver, the Justice Department is not in a compromising mood, intends to press for a split-up. "Some persons seem to feel that you can't unscramble an omelet," says William H. Orrick Jr., head of Justice's antitrust division. "You can't. But you can divide it into two parts." Justice plans to ask the court to require the bank to divide its accounts, loans, branches and personnel into two independent banks, one about twice the size of the other-the ratio between Manufacturers and Hanover...
Even splitting the omelet poses sticky problems. In the 31 years since merger, Hanover's organizational structure has been completely integrated with Manufacturers, and many former Hanover executives are no longer among the firm's 10,000 employees. Manufacturers Hanover has current assets of $7 billion, $2 billion more than the combined assets of the parent banks, has gained six new branches (total: 136) and thousands of new customers. To Justice, this simply reinforces a contention that the merger materially reduced bank competition in New York; for the bank, it raises the question of how it can possibly...
They say that the recipe for a Hungarian omelet begins, "First, you steal a dozen eggs," and when Marlene Dietrich came on to sing at the Cannes Palm Beach Casino, the world's most professional Hungarian was sitting at a ringside table with her photographer. The world's sexiest sexagenarian had on a skintight, flesh-colored gown so diaphanous that her contract forbade pictures during the performance, but as Zsa Zsa Gabor told it, "My cameraman was so overcome by Marlene's beauty that he asked if I thought she would mind being photographed. I told...
...belong to the stars," explains Kiesler. "We are related to them in just a matter of intervals." His objective is continuity in space, in which no art work would exist by itself, frozen away from man's activity. In fact, his wife says that "whether eating an omelet or filling out his income tax, everything is space and continuity." "Museums today look like laundromats," he says of paintings unrelated on the walls, like separate peepholes into separate worlds. Says he: "Space is something that cannot be looked at through a keyhole...