Nikita Khrushchev is a man who likes crowds, and last week in Indonesia he finally found them. In India and Burma, where the touring Communist boss drew relatively sparse turnouts and notably sharp criticism from the newspapers, he had grown progressively more glum and irritable. But as he descended from his silvery Ilyushin-18 turboprop at Djakarta's sun-drenched airport last week, Nikita was met by close to 100,000 people, including brilliantly costumed groups from the outlying islands of the Indonesian nation: pretty girls in sarongs, from Timor; Maduran farmers with rice scythes; barelegged hunters from Borneo. It was an arranged...
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