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...Jesuits' vast, marble-lined headquarters on Borgo Santo Spirito. Doors closed, no outsiders allowed in. When one man has received the necessary majority, rather than white smoke, we'll know there is a new "black pope" by the sound of applause through the wooden doors of the Jesuit sala. As for revealing the new Superior General's identity to the world: before the delegates are allowed to leave the voting hall, a lone messenger will take the short walk over to St. Peter's Square to be sure that, by tradition, the first person to know the name...
...instance, that high taxes stifle business. The U.S. and Switzerland, two moderately taxed countries, are at the top of the list, but so are Denmark, Sweden and Finland, where taxes are sky high. "There's always the debate about more government, less government, more taxes, less taxes," says Xavier Sala-i-Martin, the Columbia University economist who designed the index. "This suggests that is the wrong debate. We should be talking about what the government does and not its size...
...general, says Sala-i-Martin, the data show that democracy in developing countries is a wash. "That doesn't mean democracy isn't desirable," he says. "It just doesn't help economic growth." As countries grow richer, though, many--like Chile, Spain and Greece--adopt democracy. "Democracy," says Sala-i-Martin, "seems to be what economists would call a luxury good." Demand for it increases as incomes rise...
...ticket films that played Venice before Toronto: Ang Lee's steamy Lust, Caution, the Iraq war dramas Redacted and In the Valley of Elah, Woody Allen's Cassandra's Dream, the Bob Dylan fantasia I'm Not There. Clooney and Pitt stood on the red-carpeted podium outside the Sala Grande to promote their product. All the big Hollywood films were shown in Venice's first few days, so the stars and directors could return to North America and catch a breath before coming to Toronto...
Seracini may be serious about his task, but he clearly relishes the spice of the mystery. After we stand together for 20 minutes in the center of the sprawling sala, Seracini looks at me with a twinkle in his eye. "I know I haven't told you where it is yet," he says. He then indicates a 250-sq.-ft. area on the eastern stretch of the Vasari mural, behind which, he asserts, lies the masterpiece. Having looked at sketches and copies of Anghiari, I strain to tap into an inner X-ray to see through the mural...