"THOSE perplexing Argentines," U.S. -Ambassador James Bruce cried when he returned from Buenos Aires in 1949. The Argentines love soccer, bathtubs, the opera and gastronomy (even for a pretty senorita their customary compliment is: "What a pudding!"). They will not stand for traffic lights, and their stately capital has none. For a flamboyant decade the proud and cultured Argentines were ruled by a wastrel dictator. Now the bill has been presented, and a grim-lipped general who prizes honor and uprightness is struggling to repay the account. See HEMISPHERE, The Rocky Road Back.
EVER since the first H-bomb explosion (TIME, April 12, 1954),...
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