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...annual ration of cloth is enough for two everyday outfits, but not enough for an ao-dai, the ladies' flowing tunic-cum-trousers, or for a winter coat. There is little local transportation except for bicycles. One recent visitor to Hanoi reported that the only nonessential goods he saw for sale were some Chinese-made pingpong balls. Hanoi's beer gardens frequently sell out before closing time. Hanoi Moi recently carried one letter from a cigarette-factory worker who apologized for the number of cigarettes that were "only half full of tobacco," and another from a smoker...
...wrists of President Nguyen Van Thieu, Premier Tran Van Huong and other South Vietnamese dignitaries. Stoically, the visitors sipped from the brimming urns of mnam kpie, a sour-tasting homemade rice wine. Then they moved on to lunch in the comfortable former summer residence of exiled Emperor Bao Dai, in the highland provincial capital of Ban Me Thuot. The Saigon dignitaries, together with a host of American officials, were joining in ceremonies marking what they hoped would be the end of a tribal rebellion. It was a gala occasion, albeit marked by a certain sense...
...hands. "Nam-myo-ho-renge-kyo," they chant over and over. "Nam-myoho-renge-kyo." Suddenly four pretty girls leap up in cheerleading animation. Stealing a popular rock tune, they sing: "Yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh." Hips snap, arms flash. "Chant Daimoku!"* Snap. "Yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh." Flash. "Dai-Gohonzon...
...ritual prayer whose Sanskrit and Chinese words, "Nam-myoho-renge-kyo," are roughly translatable as "Glory to the Lotus Sutra of the Mystical Law." In homes, it is usually chanted in front of a Go-honzon, a small wooden altar containing a replica of the original prayer scroll, the Dai-Gohonzon, still enshrined in Japan. * One Soka Gakkai song-to the tune of I've Been Working on the Railroad-immortalizes the practice: "I've been doing shakubuku all the livelong...
...other performers are all wonderful, too, each in their own way. Pete Atkin plays a mean piano when he is not cavorting with the others. And Jonathan James-Moore, tall and wild-eyed, makes a nice alternative to Dai Davies, shorter and dull-eyed...