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...spirits dedicated to his three-year stabilization plan. Plane traffic in and out of Brasília was so heavy that the country's four major airlines set up temporary counters in the lobby of the Congress building, and as a gag Deputies went around greeting each other, "Hello, Mr. Minister." Goulart himself flew off to Rio for two days to confer with army generals and politicians...
...State Department recalled Ambassador Raymond L. Thurston for "consultation" on U.S. policy in Haiti. How far the U.S. would go was unclear. The question is: After Duvalier, what? The Haitians in exile are poorly organized and mostly led by men whose past records would earn them a small hello. Inside Haiti, Duvalier's strongest enemy is little better than "Papa Doc" himself. He is Clement Barbot, 49, a longtime Duvalier crony and killer, who bossed the dread Tonton Macoute goon squads until Duvalier turned on him in 1960. Barbot spent 18 months in his own jail, then was released...
...Hello, Africa." For most of the time that Cooper whirled through space, sliding from night into day and day into night every 45 minutes, his capsule behaved equally well. It afforded him time for such celestial ceremonies as receiving a "good luck and Godspeed" message from Air Force Secretary Eugene Zuckert and Chief of Staff Curtis LeMay. Cooper sent a space greeting to representatives of some 30 African nations meeting in Addis Ababa: "Hello, Africa. This is Astronaut Gordon Cooper speaking from Faith 7. I am right now over 100 miles above Africa just passing Zanzibar. Just a few minutes...
...funeral in Cape Town recently, a young Colored woman ran up to her father's sister, whom she had not seen in several months. "Hello, auntie!" she cried. Tossing her head contemptuously, the older woman snapped: "Don't call me auntie. Call me missus...
...Hello," says the parrot, proving he is no bit-player. A civil servant arrives. "Don't flap, sir," he says, "I bring you a message from General de Gaulle. He wants to see you stuffed." One night last week, the parrot took off in a swooping flight and alighted on the railing of a box. An actor climbed over the footlights, held out his arm, and Macawmillan hopped aboard. Wild applause. "You're very popular with the House, as you know, sir," said the actor, exiting. But alas, in the third act the parrot is roasted and eaten...