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After months of build up and teasing hints, the old actor cannily saved his punch line for the very end: the next to last sentence of his five-minute television speech. At 10:55 p.m. Sunday in Washington, a moment carefully chosen to put him on-screen at the end of prime time in the East and the beginning of it on the Pacific Coast, Ronald Reagan was set to appear live from the Oval Office. His text got swiftly to the point: "I've come to a difficult personal decision as to whether or not I should seek...
...says no. According to Fischler, "Our defense can probably handle the physical part, but when the Russians start their razzle-dazzle checkerboard game, they could psych our young guys out and drive them crazy." Others argue that beyond the Diaper Line, the U.S. team does not have the scoring punch to stay competitive on offense. "Maybe so," says Vairo. "But a lot of the same things were said in 1980, and look what happened. I'm still a believer in dreams. And in my dreams, we win." -By Richard Corliss. Reported by Lee Grlggs with the U.S. hockey team
...ruling, the agency also allowed MCI Communications, Sprint and other long-distance competitors of A T & T to offer a deep discount, at least until the time when it is just as easy to use the new services as those of AT&T. Currently, MCI customers must punch in up to twelve extra numbers to make a long-distance call. The net effect of last week's action, said MCI Chairman William McGowan, "will be healthy competition in the long-distance market...
...issues scene are often played out on the long nights from New York to San Francisco. Well-appointed investment bankers heading out to call on clients stretch out in first class. Farther back in the cabin, rumpled entrepreneurs, tired from a day trying to raise money, punch away at their calculators. Occasionally the coach passengers glimpse a bright future ahead. Well before Zitel, a small computer-memory company, went public last month, President Robert Welch was overheard confiding to a colleague on a flight, "I can smell the Ferrari...
...hungered for the epic yet ended up producing journalism. It was work he took up partly out of perversity. "I can, if I wish," he wrote a friend, "throw a punch or two at the critical semaphores who direct the traffic of literature and who sit in their warm blinds and blast me regularly like a sitting duck, which I am. Now this is going to be one duck with brass knuckles." After serving as a World War II correspondent for the New York Herald Tribune, he wrote columns for Figaro Litteraire, Punch, the Daily Mail of London...