A month ago Novelist Kingsley (Lucky Jim) Amis, the acidulous spokesman of Britain's new young welfare-state intellectuals, confessed that he was disturbed by the political apathy of his kind. What the intellectuals of the '50s lacked, argued Amis, was a good rousing causeĀsomething capable of gripping them the way the Spanish civil war had gripped the intellectuals of the '30s. "Politics," he complained, "have become unromantic."
But why not Hungary? Three young Oxford romantics named Roger Cooper (a nephew of Poet Robert Graves) and Basil and Christopher Lord had spent last summer's vacation knocking about Tito's Yugoslavia. Cooper even managed...
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