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...John Breaux, not only applauded when other Democrats sat on their hands, but even gave several standing ovations. Across the aisle, Bush's cabinet tried to soften its image. John Ashcroft and Christine Todd Whitman applauded the end of racial profiling as if he hadn't spoken at Bob Jones University and she hadn't posed for pictures while smiling and frisking a black man. From the podium, Bush too sent messages. His attempts at bipartisanship included announcing new funds to fight cancer and making everybody clap for cancer-stricken John Moakly. Several Congressmen, evidently confused at this point, yelled...
...slightly safer topic: treasury secretary. Bob Rubin and Larry Summers, both Greenspan buddies, are tough acts to follow, and one hopes Bush ran his Treasury shortlist (currently headed by ALCOA chief Paul O'Neill) by the Fed chairman, because the relationship between the Bush administration and the Fed will be Topic A for Wall Street's Beltway-watchers. The bad news: The new treasury secretary's first job will be selling that very same...
...MARRIED. BOB KERREY, 57, former Nebraska Senator and bachelor for the past 22 years, and SARAH PALEY, 44, ex-Saturday Night Live writer; in New York City...
...business. He was born April 18, 1944, in Chicago to a veteran cop engaged for nearly 30 years in local anticommunist intelligence work. He was raised as a Lutheran on a street lined with towering elms in a middle-class neighborhood of northwest Chicago. Next-door neighbors remember Bob as polite, a good kid who did well in school and pleased his teachers. He went to the select liberal-arts Knox College in Galesburg, Ill., where he majored in chemistry but had few extracurricular activities, unusual in the busy, close-knit society of the school. He also studied Russian, something...
...Museum has done it again with Renee Cox's Yo Mama's Last Supper, in which Cox features herself naked in the place of Christ. It's all just so much stale postmodern show biz, slick and corny at the same time. Don't let it divert you from Bob Greene's hot shots of Papua New Guinea or Beuford Smith's Hip-Hop poster series, highlights in an otherwise benign but mostly unremarkable show...