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Archive - Apr 26, 2008
Zuckerman Fights Murdoch for Newsday
"Mortimer B. Zuckerman, the owner of The Daily News, believes he can snatch Newsday from Rupert Murdoch without offering a dime more than the $580 million already on the table.
News Corporation executives believe the only regulatory scrutiny their deal would receive would be from the Justice Department, regarding to whether combining Newsday and The Post would be anticompetitive.
On this point, Newsday’s circulation overlaps more with The Daily News than with The Post.
However, Mr. Murdoch owns two television stations in the New York area (WNYW and WWOR) and is already in the process of seeking waivers from the F.C.C. to continue to control television stations and newspapers in the same market. "
Photo courtesy of The New York Times
Legendary Aviator and "The Father of Commercial Aviation". Video: Howard Hughes
"I want to be remembered for only one thing - my contribution to aviation." - Howard Hughes jr., so he is remembered. An amazing accomplishment by one person!
Bob McCaffery pays tribute to Howard Hughes Jr. by calling him, "THE FATHER OF COMMERCIAL AVIATION".
Poem by LuCxeed with Art: "Off the Train of Morrow"
Excerpt from a poem in the upcoming poetry book with art "Love's Footsteps ~ dedicated to a Bridge for Wisdom to Walk on" by LuCxeed, an inspirational & motivational gift book, www.loves-footsteps.com -
Is Past a past
or a ghost?
Mind of Time, haunted,
disturbed, confused,
cannot think, nor rest...
...
*music by Nemo
Poem in Art: When the lamp is shattered... - Percy Bysshe Shelley

When the lamp is shattered
The light in the dust lies dead;
When the cloud is scattered,
The rainbow's glory is shed.
When the lute is broken,
Sweet tones are remembered not;
When the lips have spoken,
Loved accents are soon forgot.
As music and splendour
Survive not the lamp and the lute,
The heart's echoes render
No song when the spirit is mute: -
No song but sad dirges,
Like the wind through a ruined cell,
Or the mournful surges
That ring the dead seaman's knell.
- Percy Bysshe Shelley
