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...downfall of the Third Reich, however, did not halt the devaluation of gypsy lives. Though West Germany paid nearly $715 million in reparations to Israel and various Jewish organizations, gypsies as a group received nothing. In 1952, when the new West German government offered to pay survivors five deutsche marks (worth roughly $1.20) for each day they had spent in the camps, many illiterate gypsies simply signed away their claims for compensation in exchange for trifling sums. Gypsy activists have uncovered a case of a woman who received $10 for the death of her baby in Auschwitz...
West German officials have rejected the efforts of several thousand gypsy survivors of the war to establish citizenship in the Federal Republic, even though their families have lived in Germany for generations. What particularly galls gypsy leaders is that these rejections seem to be based on Nazi records of alleged misconduct. Says Rose: "No postwar German government has acknowledged our suffering. They agonize over the Jews, and rightly. But they have ignored...
...subsidence of rock over an area at least 190 km (120 miles) long and 50 km (30 miles) wide. Scientists believe this rift was created several hundred million years ago, when the North American plate began to split and molten rock from the interior welled toward the surface. Though the breakup halted-for reasons as inexplicable as the original movement-a weak area remains in the form of the rift...
...embassy in Tehran, rumors swirled that anti-American fanatics were shutting the tap on exports. Spot traders began desperately scrambling to buy spare cargoes. In Rotterdam, prices ticked up almost by the hour. In New York City, some sellers were demanding an astronomical $47 to $48 per bbl. Though heating oil is retailing in New York at about 850 per gal., spot market imports of the fuel were going for $1.10 per gal., while gasoline imports were trading...
What holds one's interest in The French Atlantic Affair is the exuberant fraudulence of its every frame. Locations as far apart as Paris and Taos appear to be in the same time zone. The Festivale, though described as "very chic, very in, very high style," looks like a floating Ramada Inn. The script is a graveyard of unintentional boners. In one particularly cross moment, Savalas snarls, "Am I a fool? Do you think I talk just to hear my head rattle?" In this sweeps extravaganza, such questions are invariably -and giddily- rhetorical...