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...Johnson, who worries constantly about being misunderstood, understands others. He is a student of people from the moment of introduction, when he goes through a process he calls "pressing the flesh and looking them in the eye." Says he: "When you extend a handshake to a fellow, you can sort of feel his pulse and evaluate him by the way his hand feels. If it's warm and if it has a firm clasp, then you know that he is affectionate and that he is direct. And if he looks you in the eye, you usually know that...
...Building." Following Nasser's blast, Serraj met the press to relate a modern Arabian Nights tale, a sort of Scheherazade with photostats. The chunky, blue-chinned colonel, who also discovered a plot last summer when his government was closing an arms deal with Soviet Russia, said that Saud had approached him through one of Saud's fathers-in-law, Syrian-born Assad Ibrahim. According to Ibrahim, said Serraj, Saud considered Nasser's union "Egyptian imperialism," and had sworn "by his father's soul that this union shall not take place." Ibrahim forthwith offered Serraj financial...
...findings was instant. Said Hamburg's newspaper Die Welt: "A new Nietzsche dates from this edition." In Schlechta's interpretation, Nietzsche's "will to power" emerges not (or not alone) as man's will to mastery over other men, but as his will to a sort of excellence or virtue in his own inner being. Far from upholding Deutschland-über-Alles traditions of Germanic superiority, this Nietzsche is the elite-minded aristocrat who wrote scornfully of his countrymen: "The Germans are responsible for the neurosis called nationalism from which Europe suffers." To Schlechta...
...just had a family reunion, and there were floods of tears, diluted with champagne." To Herald Tribune Publisher Ogden R. ("Brownie") Reid, he wrote: "I feel a little bit as though we were a species of minor Greek chorus, which was separating just as the drama approached some sort of climax. But I agree with Stew that his own career has to come ahead of the interest of being a Greek chorus...
Computers are muscling in on humans in more ways than one. Only a few years ago they were still simple-minded beasts that could understand nothing but predigested figures. Later they acquired senses of a sort: they could feel changes of temperature, hear musical tones, recognize differences of light and shade. But they could not see as humans see. A primrose by the river's brim-or even a picture of one-meant nothing to a computer...