In the past five years 2,000,000 people have been lured to smart little Billy Rose's Diamond Horseshoe cabaret by its nostalgic floor shows about the Gay Nineties and the Naughty Naughts. Last week Rose said good-by to all that, leaped into the future. "Come to New York," large ads advised Washington's brain-trusters, "and see our Post-War Preview, which concerns itself not with the fuss, but with the fun of the future. We have some important figures to submit. We'd like to show you a world with not too much milk, perhaps, but...
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