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...author of the book “The Search: How Google and Its Rivals Rewrote the Rules of Business and Transformed Our Culture,” said in a phone interview from his home in San Rafael, Calif., yesterday that some young Web entrepreneurs who turned down multimillion-dollar offers early on reaped rewards in the long...
Like any good chairman of a multimillion-dollar beverage company, Don Vultaggio knows that distribution is a key to success. But unlike most high-flying executives, Vultaggio, head of privately owned Ferolito, Vultaggio & Sons, maker of the popular Arizona brand of iced tea, will spend a Friday night on a forklift. On a recent evening, Vultaggio, in jeans and an untucked T shirt, zipped around a steamy, 30,000-sq.-ft. Tampa, Fla., warehouse on a hi-low, moving pallets to fit 3 million cans, bottles and gallon jugs of Arizona into the space. Vultaggio had flown from his Lake...
...rules for running the soup counter, it is mostly by ignoring the rules of business that Yeganeh built a small New York City storefront into a multimillion-dollar company. Customer service, obviously, was never a priority. Free publicity he could do without. Yeganeh despises the Soup Nazi nickname and has complained that the hordes of Seinfeld fans lining up in front of his shop have ruined his life...
...Once again, Gretzky responded to questions about his possible link to a gambling ring allegedly financed by his assistant coach with the Phoenix Coyotes, Rick Tocchet. New Jersey authorities have accused Tocchet, a New Jersey state trooper and another New Jersey man with running the multimillion-dollar operation. Gretzky's wife Janet is reported to have waggered more than $100,000 on football games through the ring. Gretzky indicated that he did not know about Janet's alleged sports gambling. "I've said what I said a week ago ? I'm not involved, and quite frankly, it's the last...
...people dream of aping their computers, which grow measurably more agile every six months. Not wiser or saner or more truthful, those immeasurable human qualities that are extolled by priests and poets, but just better at handling elaborate graphics, say, or performing multimillion-variable calculations. Assuming that we can keep up with these machines, where will it take us as a society? When the shared ideal is to be like Mr. Spock instead of Dr. Spock, and to emulate Dr. Jonas Salk rather than Marcus Welby, M.D., who will stroke humanity's fevered forehead? No one, I fear, unless...