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...steel-gray is the color of the De Lorean itself. One can carry such stuff too far, but the fact is that De Lorean's whole life has been so closely associated with automobiles that he can barely be thought of without one's hearing an engine whir. It would probably please him to know that. America itself can hardly be thought of without one's hearing an engine whir; and to go by his various patriotic if silly pronouncements, De Lorean would like to think that he is quintessentially American, as American, say, as the automobile...
...Coop is a family no longer. The whir of modernization has transformed the store in ways Knox scarcely could have imagined when she entered the operation in 1925--and, what's more, in ways that would have appeared utterly alien to the cooperative's motley founders some 50 years earlier. It has grown from "a shelf or two in what was chiefly a fruit store" (as one historian puts it) to a multi-million dollar diversified retail business with six branches around the Boston area. Throughout the school year and summer, students, alumni and faculty of Harvard...
First comes the great raking in of potential jurors. The system for calling them varies wildly. In Manhattan, for example, the computers whir through thousands of names-basically a combination of voters, taxpayers and drivers-and then send out about 3,000 summonses each week. And last week, as it must to all computer systems, anarchy came to the Manhattan courts: the computers sent their summonses to 3,000 citizens who had already been excused; only 300 eligible jurors showed up, and twelve criminal courtrooms had to be temporarily closed. In Prince Georges County, Md., by contrast, a judge...
...once again pledged an Anderson difference: "I firmly promise that I won't preach." But no sooner did the cameras start to roll than Reverend John was back sermonizing, this time on the follies of the Reagan economic program. That aside, the performance was as smooth as the whir of a blow dryer. The only tough moment came during a commercial break following a segment on Rita Jenrette's tale of congressional philandering. "Say, John," hollered Anchorman Fahey Flynn, "how did you stay in Washington so long without getting into trouble?" Anderson was clearly embarrassed...
...telling an American success story he has told a hundred times before. He seemed genuinely happy to hear it again. No noise made its way up to the house on Pacific Palisades, except for the occasional yip of a dog, and, of course, the eternal sound of California?the whir of a well-tuned car. Outside, the Secret Service patrolled the bougainvillea on streets with liquid, Spanish names. Reagan's face was ruddy, in bloom, growing younger by the second...