The Malayan jungle, for seven years a field of battle with Communist terrorists, was invaded by a strange new company last week. Instead of armored cars, mobile units rolled into the kampongs (villages) with films of hip-swinging dancing girls to draw the crowds; instead of riflemen, sweating, sport-shirted politicians arrived by bicycle, canoe and on foot over the jungle trails; instead of new orders and restrictions, catchy tunes and the magic word merdeka (independence) blared from truck-and boat-borne public-address systems; instead of police inter rogators, teams of European and Asian officials were passing out booklets in four languages entitled,...
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