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...serene contemplation of the universe. He could be alternately warmhearted and cold; a doting father, yet aloof; an understanding, if difficult, mate, but also an egregious flirt. "Deeply and passionately [concerned] with the fate of every stranger," wrote his friend and biographer Philipp Frank, he "immediately withdrew into his shell" when relations became intimate...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Albert Einstein (1879-1955) | 12/31/1999 | See Source »

...experimental drugs. In high school, the boys who liked Phish would go around drawing the Phish symbol on library desks, bathroom walls, their hands--wherever they felt the need to mark their territory. Phish was a ready-made identity, offering a whole subculture to anyone who was prepared to shell out for CDs, let their hair grow out and have a good time. Back then I found it a little creepy, because the people who fell into this crowd were often the school's semi-lost souls, and deciding to like Phish seemed an unreliable way of finding oneself...

Author: By Jody H. Peltason, | Title: Creating a Musical Taste | 12/20/1999 | See Source »

Source: The Shell Poll...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Indicators: Dec. 13, 1999 | 12/13/1999 | See Source »

...mayhem was ecumenical. You had your one-world paranoids, who stay up nights fretting that David Rockefeller, the Trilateral Commission and a Wall Street cabal run the world through such shell organizations as the WTO. And you had your apolitical Luddites, who refuse to accept that growth, prosperity and upward living standards always entail some dislocation. A century ago, they tried to destroy the satanic mills of industrializing Europe. Today they want to stop the global redistribution of labor, in which previously starving Third World peasants get their start with low-paying industrial jobs while First World workers shift...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Return of the Luddites | 12/13/1999 | See Source »

Wedged under a heavy corner of Adams House in the piped labyrinth of the basement there are two unmarked wooden doors. Behind them, three or four rooms wind inwards like the chambers of a shell. They are cluttered with odd implements--worn-wood museum pieces with too many handles and big, gripless screws. There are empty racks and cupboards full of metals. There is a smell of deepening rubber. And nested in the inner room, there is the press...

Author: By By J.L. Martin, | Title: closerlook: Impressions in the Bowels of Adams | 12/10/1999 | See Source »

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