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Stalin called his tyranny "democratic centralism." The most irremediably bleak and oppressive of the European satellites, East Germany, styles itself the German Democratic Republic. For that matter, all the satellites are fond of calling themselves "peoples' democracies." That tag was adopted by Indonesian Dictator Sukarno after he gave up the patently absurd mislabel of "guided democracy"-which has now been picked up by Malawi President H. Kamuzu Banda, who explains blandly, "I am a dictator by the will of the people." Southern Rhodesian Premier Ian Smith, busy developing a political hammer lock to keep some 250,000 whites...
...Butter for All. Sikkim rejoiced at having a crowned king; it would have had one sooner but for court astrologers, who had insisted on postponing the coronation for 16 months after the death of Thondup's father, Maharajah Sir Tashi Namgyal. King Thondup, a progressive monarch fond of blue Mercedes, has resolved to make his land "a paradise on earth" with high literacy and plenty of yak butter for all. "Hope-la," as Thondup affectionately calls the wife he married in 1963, is obviously happy in her role as Queen, wife and mother, keeps busy developing Sikkim...
...ORDWAYS, by William Humphrey. With rich, wry Southern recall, Novelist Humphrey (Home from the Hill) retraces a family's oddball odyssey from post-Civil War Tennessee to East Texas and down to the Mexican border, marking every mile with fond and funny bouquets...
...expendable engines and boxcars purchased from French National Railroads, and considerable ingenuity on the part of Special Effects Ace Lee Zavitz (who arranged the burning of Atlanta in 1939's Gone With the Wind). Another stunning pile-up is followed by regularly scheduled derailments, all studied with a fond eye for the mechanics of sabotage. At last, face to face beside a clutter of wooden crates and human bodies, the two foes meet in what is clearly intended as a moment of supreme dramatic irony. But The Train never achieves irony. It is too busy brandishing its iron...
Unfortunately, I never finished high school, because my parents sent me to a private school at the age of 14. This severe handicap in my preparation for life has often plagued-me. Friends' fond reminiscences of sock-hops and eider sales, of the gaiety and glamour of high school life, set aching in me a vast void that seemed destined never to be filled...