Was Western Europe moribund? Did it have neither the heart nor the vigor to save itself? Was it, as the Communists would have the world believe, waiting supinely for a blood transfusion from across the Atlantic to keep it tottering on a few years longer before it finally fell?
Last week Western Europe was astir. It was moving farther and faster toward the union which was its best chance for survival than anyone would have thought possible a few years, or even a few weeks, ago. Old notions of sovereignty were sloughed off, old jealousies pushed aside.
In London, 71 M.P.s...
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