Denied other halls by the government and by leary landlords, the Communist-run Western Hemisphere Peace Congress met last week in an old Mexico City sports arena, still redolent of sweat and arnica. A swatch of peace posters blotted out a big notice reading: "Please check your guns and knives." Overhead a flock of 40 red-eyed, papier mâché doves of peace hovered between a battered Scoreboard and "No Betting" signs.
The sparkplug of the congress was suave, greying Vicente Lombardo Toledano, Mexican boss of the leftist Latin American Confederation of Workers. An old...
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