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...their proliferating preservation projects. The ornate Union Station and its glorious steel train shed, abandoned by Amtrak seven years ago, have been restored and turned into a complex of restaurants, promenades, 80 shops and a 550-room hotel. Under the far end of the shed, a boat pond and beer garden (Did someone say Budweiser?) are to be ready soon. The project cost $135 million...
...COURSE THESE strikes are mere ripples on the pond of U.S. capitalism, compared to the days of high surf in the 1940s and 1950s. Today, the American labor movement (if you can even call it that) is practically at a standstill. Unions have taken on bad names through corrupt leadership practices and their lack of accountability to members. Union membership dropped steadily over recent years and continues to do so today. Nevertheless, while unions currently can be as mean-and-nasty as the businesses they struggle to gain concessions from, they constitute the worker's sole voice in the face...
...citizen in 1969. Named president of Coca- Cola in 1980 and chairman of the board a year later, Goizueta, 53, now runs one of the most multinational of multinational corporations; other top officers are from Argentina, Germany, Italy and Mexico. "I have always believed in being in the big pond. This is very non-Latin. I am not of the Cuban culture. I am not of the American culture. I suppose I am of the Coca- Cola culture...
...actually create, variances in the plot line by typing commands on the computer screen. For example, when Fahrenheit 451 is loaded into the computer, the following words appear on the screen: "You are in a clearing in dense woods in the southeast corner of Central Park. A pond is to the west. A narrow path leads north along the shore of the pond and to the north you can hear occasional low growls. Near you is a pile of dead leaves." If the player should then type, "Examine the leaves," the program responds, "Under the leaves...
...spun through these revelations, Foreman was crawling in and out of his truck, opening and closing gates, feeding animals, trying to convince a colt that if he did not wean himself soon his mother would waste away, pausing to brag about his bass pond, saying he would never shoot deer because he is awed by them--his word, awe--and gently pulling back the branches of budding forsythia to clear the trail for a companion, who felt small...