JAPAN: The Face

Two thousand shivering workers gathered outside the steel plants and shipyards of Amagasaki one day last week, crowding and craning for a look at an old, partly paralyzed man bundled inside a black Chrysler Imperial. He did not appear, but from a loudspeaker hooked up with the car, his deep voice boomed out: "My friends, I am Ichiro Hatoyama." The crowd waited for him to continue.

"What's the matter¬ócan't you clap? Can't you hear me?" asked the loudspeaker. A burst of laughter exploded from the crowd. "My face isn't much to look...

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