Word: instead
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Dates: during 1980-1980
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...designed as a showcase for Arab unity, a chance to stare down Israel and perhaps devise a "positive alternative" to Camp David. Instead, last week's Arab League summit in Amman, Jordan's capital, knocked the notion of Arab solidarity into smithereens. Six of the 21 league members, including Israel's archfoes, Syria and the Palestine Liberation Organization, stayed at home. As though the boycott were not enough, Syria massed 20,000 troops along its border with Jordan. Rattling its own saber, Jordan massed thousands of troops on its side...
Since that is so, it ought to follow that the world's big spenders would constantly be shrinking from the public's stony stare, like devils in the sunshine. That they do not shrink, that instead they swell and shimmer, may be yet another sign of our essential depravity. For all its sermons to the contrary, the world loves a big spender. We cannot help ourselves. We may be stripped of all our possessions, out in the cold, down to our last charge plate (not one from Saks), and standing last in a breadline that accepts only cash...
Does the world comply? Absolutely. For all their crackpot self-indulgences, the big spenders ought to be razzed off the earth. Instead, the world takes them to its heart, which brings us back to the why. Perhaps because we find them sad, the way a huge child can be sad-frightening because of its unnatural size, but essentially sad nonetheless. It is not that the rich are any sadder than the rest of us, of course, but that they are so surprised at finding themselves sad at all. It is not that they are any more bored than the rest...
...referral number if they want to retain a qualified practitioner. This seems a step in the right direction. But chances are that until attorneys boost their image and lower their fees, many callers will hang up before getting the referral number, and head for their bookstore instead...
When the professor's daughter turns 18, she answers a mysterious call of the blood and flies to her father's side in London. There, estranged from the child's mother-he was always digging up stuff instead of tending to her wifely needs-he has latched on to Co-Finder York. Never was there such an absent-minded professor, or one so absently played. To make a long story unbearable, mysterious unpleasantnesses begin occurring as soon as father and daughter are reunited, and most of the people who get involved with her end up colorfully slain...