The scientists who went there to look around for better jobs called it the "slave market." The official name was the 114th Meeting of the American Association for the Advancement of Science and Cooperating Associated Societies.
For six days last week some 7,000 scientists milled around Chicago hotels and the University of Chicago. They greeted old friends, bearded professional enemies, drank less than convening Legionnaires but more than Doctors of Divinity. They listened to learned lectures on everything from "Are Basic Needs Ultimate?"* to "What is a Virgula in Virgulate Cercariae?† When they went home to their various campuses and laboratories,...
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