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Four years ago, merger specialist Kang was ready for a change. So when a representative of George Soros' investment firm asked the Korean-born New Yorker to run Seoul Securities, a foundering brokerage house that Soros had bought, Kang, now 40, jumped. And he has delivered: he transformed Seoul Securities from a mom-and-pop retail shop to a full-service firm with investment-banking and money-management arms. The company has turned a profit in every quarter since his arrival...
...just when you'd exhausted yourself guessing how low Nash would stoop for a rhyme, you'd learn at the end of the line that he never stoops, he conquers. An editor's note in the recent collection "Fierce Pajamas: An Anthology of Humor Writing from The New Yorker" (which includes five Nash poems) describes this trope as his "uniquely anarchic prosody." But the truth is, he flouted these rules to flaunt his jocosity. Here's one example, About bankers who got into television as a new field, not to tread in but to trample...
...very good house, And as an editor there he got to kibitz and tipple with the likes of Dorothy Parker, Stephen Vincent Benet and P.G. Woodhouse. One day his boss Don Lockwood said to Nash, "Why don't you send some of your verse to The New Yorker, you old salty fish, you?" Ogden obliged, and his first poem appeared in the January 11, 1930, issue. He kept hoping to serve his muse and write verse that was serious, But with his marriage to Frances Leonard in 1931, followed quickly by the emergence of two daughters, he also hoped...
...Yorker was the gracious home to John Cheever and S.J. Perelman and A.J. Liebling and Charles Addams, And though the magazine was supposed to be edited for a "little old lady in Dubuque," it was more typically the favorite reading and kindling material for a commuting crowd of Manhattan monsieurs and their homemaking Westchester maddams. But it also came to a home in the Carpenter Woods section of Philadelphia, To a neighborhood full of kids, where you'd play ball on the street and come home when your mom would yellphia. I was one of those kids, with the average...
...odor of a literary relic. The simple notion of an exact, if eccentric rhyme, Which Nash shared with the best lyricists of his generation, no longer applied in a day when songwriters twinned "June" with "broom" and "time" with "mine." Like Parker and Peter Arno, he represented The New Yorker's vanished ages. He vanished from the magazine's history, never once mentioned by Brendan Gill in "Here at The New Yorker's 428 pages. He died May 19, 1971, and by then, His passing was hardly more remarked than the ones he elegized...