When the U.N. Assembly opened its sessions in Paris last September, young Garry Davis, onetime Broadway gadabout, wartime bomber pilot and son of Society Bandleader Meyer Davis, was an eccentric freak who camped on the U.N.'s doorstep, heckled its deliberations. A self-declared citizen of the world who had surrendered his U.S. passport, he was a pathetic lone voice. By last week he was the leader of a surging popular movement. It had surprised him as much as anyone, and it was carrying him along on its crest. TIME'S Paris Bureau Chief André Laguerre cabled:
At the reception desk of the...
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