Through a swirling sandstorm, robed Bedouin sheiks poured in from the desert wastes of Kuwait last week in their two-toned American sedans, sitting on the back seats clutching rifles between their knees. Their bodyguards wore pistols in heavy holsters that sagged down to their knees, and the bullets in the bandoleers had been filed arrow-sharp. Almost all of Kuwait's tiny, 1,600-man army of tough Bedouins roared up to the northern bor der with Iraq in British-built armored cars, thoroughly alarmed at reports that Iraq was massing tanks just across the border. Only...
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