This time the Congo tragicomedy had the locale to fit its zany plot. It was little Coquilhatville, a cluster of dilapidated huts and buildings on the hottest, wettest spot along the whole 2,900-mile Congo River. Here the Congolese dignitaries had chosen to gather for their latest round of unity talks, perhaps on the assumption that the sheer discomfort of the place would force an early settlement.
The 280 sweating delegates and aides were gaveled to order by President Joseph Kasavubu. But order is not easy to come by in the Congo. The talks had hardly begun before Katanga's proud, stubborn Moise...
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