Both Allies & Candidates Think So
EVERY four years, in just about the length of time it takes to produce a baby hippopotamus, the U.S. brings forth a President. From the first, frosty preprimary campaigning in February until the last hurrah in November, the nation becomes increasingly absorbed with its own inner stirrings, increasingly detached from the affairs of the outside world. In happier times, the U.S. could afford its quadrennial ''year of paralysis" while an indulgent world stood by until everything was once more in order in Washington. But in the presidential-election year of 1960—the year of the Communists' world propaganda...