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Author: By William L. Adams, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Sex, Lies and the Internet | 3/7/2002 | See Source »

...numbers don't lie, right? Because right now all the right ones are up, carrying with them Wall Street's hopes that a brisk economic recovery is finally here. Numbers like 54 - Friday's ISM manufacturing sector index for February, signaling the first growth in America's battered industrial sector since July 2000. Or 58 - Tuesday's ISM index for the services sector, highest since November 2000. Or 1.4 percent - revised GDP growth for the fourth quarter of 2001. Or 0.4 percent - which is how much consumer spending and personal income both rose in January, the biggest rise in eight...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Is Wall Street Getting Ahead of Itself? | 3/5/2002 | See Source »

...while others contain only colorless atomic selves. The curricular imbalance can be corrected by financial incentives, encouraging existing departments to explore neglected areas in more depth. The need for a new concentration arises only if the discipline itself is something new, and this is where the harder questions lie...

Author: By Stephen E. Sachs, | Title: A Different ‘Ethnic Studies’ | 3/5/2002 | See Source »

...just not gonna Gloria Steinem out and say, 'Oh, no, I'm thrilled.'" In an interview to air this week on ABC's Primetime Thursday, the singer turned actress turned disco diva rejects the blather about the glory of gathering wisdom and laugh lines: "I would love to lie, but I don't think there's anything good about it." Lest one snicker over her attempts to fight aging with nips and tucks, Cher sets the record straight: "I've had the same cheeks my entire life. No butt lifts. No ribs removed." Steinem has said she has only...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: People: Mar. 4, 2002 | 3/4/2002 | See Source »

...lifted my finger ever so slowly, fearing what would I might do to myself if I made any sudden movements. With a deep breath, I lifted the gun into position, the barrel (more) safely pointed in the general direction of the target before me. I won’t lie, I was scared. I was scared for me, I was scared for my potential descendants that might never be and I was scared for every other soul at that range who might soon cease to exist. I looked once more at Volokh, who gave me a friendly look...

Author: By Peter L. Hopkins, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Gunning for a Good Time | 2/28/2002 | See Source »

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