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<text id=89TT3381>
<title>
Dec. 25, 1989: From The Publisher
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<history>
TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1989
Dec. 25, 1989 Cruise Control:Tom Cruise
</history>
<article>
<source>Time Magazine</source>
<hdr>
FROM THE PUBLISHER, Page 18
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<p> The only part of TIME operations that can lay claim to
omniscience is the news desk. Sitting by banks of computer
terminals, telephones and clocks adjusted to a spectrum of time
zones, nine news-desk editors, managers and assistants keep
track of our worldwide corps of 88 correspondents, ensuring that
editors' questions to them, and their reports from the field,
reach the right destinations.
</p>
<p> "News-desk staffers sometimes have to call us at 2 or 3
a.m.," says Eastern Europe bureau chief John Borrell, who over
the past few months has come to view sleep as a hobby that he
once had time for. "In soft, soothing tones that the Metternich
school of diplomacy would doubtless endorse, they first
apologize profusely for waking you and then tell you that the
editors need to know, generally instantly, something like the
GNP of each Warsaw Pact country. The secret, which they have
mastered, is to be smooth and nonchalant."
</p>
<p> If those on the news desk are not actually on the firing
line, they sometimes find themselves at least within earshot.
"When a deadline looms," says Jean White, a veteran of the desk
since 1975, "there is a lot of testiness both in New York and
in the bureaus." During a violent night in Beirut in 1984, a
correspondent called White, asking that he be allowed to dictate
over the telephone his answers to questions posed by a senior
editor, rather than send them by telex. Consumed by the deadline
rush, White snapped, "Can't you get to a machine? It really
would make things easier for us." Suddenly, a loud explosion
echoed across Beirut -- and over the telephone line. Said White:
"I take that back. I'll write it down."
</p>
<p> When correspondent Ann Blackman complained last year that
she did not know what to do about Thanksgiving fixings in
Moscow, news-desk editor Waits May telexed her a recipe for
cabbage dressing. And sometimes the news desk reaches out and
nobody's there. May recalls reading an edited story to an
exhausted correspondent in Algiers late one night to check its
accuracy. After a while he heard only a faint thump-thump on the
line. He realized that the correspondent had fallen asleep, and
the receiver was resting on her chest.
</p>
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