• The super califragilistic expialido ciousness of some mayors! Daley of Chicago locks horns with Martin Luther King. Locher of Cleveland calls in the National Guard. But Lindsay of New York, man, he swings. On a hot night Lindsay goes to Harlem. He grins, he waves, he gets recognized. Bussed, hugged, clung to, photographed. He beats those bongos. He picks up that litter, every litter bit. He goes away. A fight starts. Cops move in. Lindsay hates cops. Litter rains on the cops. Canarsie: A civil rights mob is breaking up a dedication ceremony. Sudden calm. It’s Lindsay. Alone. Swinging. The mob rides Lindsay around on its shoulders. “A show of affection,” says Lindsay to the press. Brooklyn: Negroes are fighting with white Puerto Ricans. Italians are fighting with Negroes. Negro Puerto Ricans are fighting with Italians. Welfare workers are evacuating families as fast as they can. Stay tuned.
• The current negotiations in Geneva aiming towards a general reduction in Western tariff levels under the GATT program have successfully cleared one massive obstacle—the agricultural policies of the Common Market countries. Subsidies, quotas, tariffs (leading to such oddities as Belgian butter smugglers), and every form of governmental intervention have made a near-chaos of European food production; for many years it was feared that French intractability on the farm question would shatter the Common Market entirely. But the French did, après tout, join the grown-ups for dinner, and there is real cause to celebrate this double step towards international cooperation.




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