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...CONVICTED. RUDOLF FISCHER, 52, German nightclub owner; of incitement to hate and anti-Semitism after he canceled a pro-Israel fund raiser involving the granddaughter of slain Israeli Prime Minister Yitzhak Rabin; in Munich. Fischer argued that he simply didn't want to host political events; the prosecution claimed he had said he "wanted nothing to do" with Jews and would rather host a right-wing organization. He was fined $2,480 and sentenced to two months' probation...
...give important roles to others. Take manufacturing. In the past 12 months, Gucci Group has announced it will open a state-of-the-art factory for shoemaker Sergio Rossi by the end of the year. Armani has announced a joint venture with four shoemakers. And Marzotto, the new owner of Valentino, has promised that Val will get his own accessories plant too. All this activity in the name of corporate control, and MADE IN ITALY on the label. Polo doesn't own a factory, doesn't make a single shirt or dress itself. "Owning a factory is a two-edged...
...boat nearby, or try a different craft and scene for the weekend up the coast in San Francisco, or take a weeklong vacation cruise in the Adriatic, with a boat rented out of Venice. "People make more money today, but they've got less leisure time," says Cai Svendsen, owner of Castle Harbor. "So it's not that they can't afford to own a boat; many are just too smart...
...growing corps of professionals who want that bad-boy biker image. Jim Peacock, president of Butthead Novelties, sells about 500 German-style helmets a month--up 20% from a year ago--at $50 each to customers in "the in-crowd kind of states, like California." John Daniele, owner of the online retailer Helmets R Us helmetsrus.com) says it's not a Hell's Angels thing. "I'm selling them mostly to professional, business-oriented people," he says...
...with Monty Python, strange, vaguely metaphorical characters pop in and out. Pudgy, bowler-hatted men regularly visit the writer to collect anything that he loves, giving them over to a mad doctor who dissects the objects, looking for their soul. The painter receives a visit from a mute gallery owner who keeps word-cards in his pocket and forms malapropisms like, "Oh, sheep I've lost all my sobbing colours...