All the way up lower Broadway, shredded phone books and chopped newsprint spewed from high windows that opened over the motorcade. At city hall, the Army band shook the ticker tape from its tubas and blew a manful Marseillaise, while the trip hammers of nearby street wreckers and a 21-gun salute shattered the Manhattan noon. To France's visiting President Charles de Gaulle, it must have seemed as if New York City had emptied its wastebaskets on his head and blown up the seat of government by way of greeting.
But if the trappings of...
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