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Although a public perception that PBHA was not radical enough to suit the times was a large reason for the drop in membership, a financial crunch that led to the elimination of five programs before the 1970-1971 school year also played a role in its decline...
...themes and lofty issues, the whole shooting match had got pretty ugly by the end of the week. In an ad called "Stripes," the G.O.P. attacked the claim by Clinton's lawyer Robert Bennett that the sexual-harassment suit filed against Clinton by Paula Jones should be delayed until after the President leaves office, on the ground that the Commander in Chief may be entitled to the same kind of protections as active-duty personnel. The next day the Democrats offered an ad called "Empty." With a picture of a Senator's cluttered desk, the announcer says, "He told...
...first time workers at the Hathaway shirt plant in Waterville, Maine, met their boss, Linda Wachner, in August 1994, she introduced herself as "Miss Linda" and showed up wearing a gray sweat suit. Despite the informality, signs of Wachner's clout and wealth were evident, from the Gulfstream jet she arrived in to her heart-shaped, five-carat diamond ring to the coterie of executives who trailed in her wake. It was a retinue befitting the chairman and CEO of Warnaco Group, Inc., Hathaway's parent, primarily a manufacturer of intimate apparel, with sales last year of $916 million...
...morning after the speech, Dole opened the Senate (old habits die hard), then lit out for the territory--first stop, Chicago. He boarded the plane in his Senate uniform, dark suit, starched white shirt, sober tie, and then--Honey, get me wardrobe!--emerged in Chicago in khakis and open-neck shirt. "Quick-change artist," Dole quipped. Clothes make the new man. It was Bob Dole, Unplugged and Untied...
That pretty much narrows it down, in terms of Grisham's latest set of villains. The new novel's plot involves a high-stakes civil suit against Big Tobacco, brought by the forces of what might be called Big Health, in the name of a widow whose poor slob of a husband smoked himself to death. The tobacco cartel has won every such suit up to this one, but now the odds are beginning to tip. This is why the novel's companies have set up an eight-figure war chest with a private cia of thugs and slinkers...