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...route home from China, sending back to local papers a series of flowery articles of praise. Brazil is a major target, and hundreds of prominent Brazilian leftists have gotten the red-carpet treatment in Peking. One of them is Francisco Juliāo, powerful leader of the Red-tinged Peasant Leagues, which battens on the misery of the rural millions in poverty-stricken northeast Brazil. After a Juliāo speech, the peasant poor now mutter grimly about land reform and sing, "What harm is there in a ship/Carrying our common Brazilian coffee/And selling it to a China/Where there...
...edge away a little, "to break down"-in the words of another lay appeal-"the identification between the sword and the cross." The more liberal were pressing the church to stand more boldly for change in Franco's unhappy Spain, quoting a private proverb of the Spanish peasant: "We Spaniards are always at the back of the priest with a candle...
...their slide-rule approach to life, the Communists have always had their worst troubles with agriculture. Nothing in Marx or Engels tells how to make a peasant milk the state's cow as zealously as his own or to treat the state's tractor as carefully as if he owned it. And nature itself has a way of defying the drafters of five-year plans. Both Moscow and Peking were complaining last week...
Beauty has poured out of both castle and cottage. The rich had their silver-laden chairs, nobility had its gold table service, and royalty had its jeweled Order of the Elephant. But there were ornate crowns for village brides, carved and painted cupboards for the peasant, delicate silverware for the merchant. All classes had their art, and art served all classes. By tradition, the nation's architects and sculptors have lavished as much talent on furniture, glassware, pottery, silverware, and even toys, as on stone or canvas...
Famous Men tells of a month spent in the pine cabin of an Alabama sharecropper during the summer of 1936. The book begins with 64 starkly beautiful photographs by Walker Evans, probing into the timeless peasant homes and sun-squinting faces of the Deep South, then ravaged by the Depression. Despite centuries of Anglo-Saxon inbreeding, the faces seem Latin: these same lean, starveling families could have emerged as easily from the caves of the Mezzogiorno or the baked hills of Mexico...