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Once the choice was made, preparations for the story began under conditions of secrecy. From Beirut, Bureau Chief Karsten Prager distilled 18 months of reporting on oil while Cairo Bureau Chief Wilton Wynn flew to Jeddah to sip Bedouin coffee in a rare audience with King Faisal. In New York, Reporter-Researchers Ursula Nadasdy de Gallo and Sarah Button gleaned information on oil and the Middle East. Sequestered in an out-of-the-way office, Senior Editor Marshall Loeb then wrote the cover story, which was edited by Assistant Managing Editor Edward L. Jamieson. Associate Editor Spencer Davidson sketched Faisal...
...street, as Faisal climbs into the front seat of his white Chrysler New Yorker, he is apt to pause to listen to petitioners, some hardly more than beggars. Once, recalls an aide, his left foot was in the car, his right foot still on the ground, when a simple Bedouin began running toward him shouting, "Ya, Faisal!" (the Arab equivalent of "Hey"). Bodyguards started to chase the man, but the King stopped them. "Don't drive him away," said Faisal. "Perhaps he has something important to tell me." They spoke for a few minutes and the Bedouin went away...
...Square). There was also a nice number in the Super-Sol in Jerusalem, although I would like to point out that the Supermarket on Ibn Gvirol in Tel Aviv would have made the point about Israel's plastic culture after the Six-Day War much more tellingly. The obligatory Bedouin shots (you can almost hear the travelogue voice-over "And here these strange people of the desert...") had some nice colors too. And the last long sequence of a shell-shocked Israeli soldier re-enacting his trauma was a powerful statement of the human cost...
...ARABIA. As the Spirit of 76 flew over the arid wastes of the Arabian Desert, red-bereted troops riding in red Jeeps and red Chevrolets escorted a Rolls-Royce limousine to the airport in Jidda, the sun-baked seaport on the Red Sea. Saudi Arabia's royal guard -Bedouin tribesmen wearing black bandoleers and armed with single-shot rifles and curved knives in gold sheaths -stood smartly at attention. A team of sweepers began brushing the red carpet for the last time When the blue and silver U.S. jet came to a halt and President Nixon emerged, King Faisal...
Only an aquiline nose and a pair of scuffy cheeks peeked out from behind the purdah of colored glasses, gray muffler, and hotel towel anchored Arab-style by a pillbox chapeau. But the imperious stare, the twitching extremities and the spindly silhouette of Bob Dylan, 32, belied the Bedouin disguise. The erstwhile revolutionary folkie, rock-'n 'roll innovator and countrified cop-out was back after an eight-year absence from concert touring. Perched atop a hotel couch in Philadelphia (the second of 21 cities in his current six-week tour), Dylan was solidly re-ensconced as the reigning...