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Phil Hart was a quiet man. His voice rarely shook the rafter or rang in the galleries of the Senate. Yet in many ways he was the most important man in the Senate, a constant reminder to his colleagues, an example of what they were supposed to be and so rarely were. And they recognized it. As a fellow senator once said, "His mere presence on the floor could sway votes." His colleagues knew that Hart was a man who voted his conscience, no matter what the political risks, and that his positions often represented those they should be taking...
Finally the telephone rang. "I was on my way out the door," recalls Washington Lawyer Joseph Califano Jr., "and the Governor just said, 'Joe, I want you to come and help out at HEW.' " The Governor, of course, was Jimmy Carter, and the job was one of the nation's biggest: running the most visibly cumbersome bureaucracy of them all, the $140 billion, 149,000 employee Department of Health, Education and Welfare...
Thunderous applause and shouts of "Banzai!" rang through the plush Tokyo headquarters of Japan's ruling Liberal Democratic Party last week as Takeo Fukuda, 71, was unanimously chosen party president. Just minutes earlier, a grim-faced Takeo Miki, Japan's incumbent Premier, had received nearly as tumultuous an ovation when he bowed out as head of the party. The script was replayed the following day in the Diet's lower house; this time Miki resigned as Premier and Fukuda, with the L.D.P. controlling a bare majority of seats in the chamber, again succeeded him, becoming Japan...
Rupert Murdoch, 45, the Australian-born press buccaneer, first met Dorothy Schiff, 73, the coquettish editor in chief and publisher of the New York Post, one afternoon about six years ago. "I rang her up, as fellow publishers tend to do," he recalls, "told her I was in town and would like to have a look at her plant." It was love at first sight. "I lusted after the Post," he says. So had many others. The oldest continuously published daily in the U.S., the Post (circ. 500,000) has been the only afternoon paper in the nation...
...glorious, gala night for Rhodesia's whites. Champagne flowed, ladies wore elegant gowns, their men were in tuxedos and regimental kilts. At midnight, after guests saluted him with For He's a Jolly Good Fellow, Prime Minister Ian Smith rang Rhodesia's silver Independence Bell an even dozen times, greeting the start of the twelfth year since his regime unilaterally broke away from Britain. The festivities may mark the last time that whites in Rhodesia can celebrate that particular act of independence. But the mood at the ball was stubbornly defiant. In the spirit of the occasion...