"What do you want to go to Flushing Meadow for, honey?" a Manhattan taxi driver asked a TIME researcher last week. "I'm going to the United Nations," she said. "Well," he said with a wink, "that used to be quite a lovers' lane in my day."
The flats of Flushing were no lovers' lane last week. At U.N., the quarreling sons of Shem* had gathered to dispute the title to their ancient dwelling place. The problem of Palestine engrossed the 55-nation tribunal of the General Assembly.
Among the 55 delegations were representatives of five Arab states (Egypt, Lebanon, Syria, Iraq and...
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