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Victory & Vorster. Since their return to Africa, Seretse and Ruth have proved to be more than mere celebrities: Sere tse's moderate, anti-Communist Dorn-krag party won last year's elections handily over the rabid black-nationalist party of Phillip Matante; Ruth's relief work in the kraals and mud huts of the natives has won her the affectionate title of Mwa Rona (Our Mother...
...when British Royal Navy Captain Arthur Phillip mustered his sea-beaten "First Fleet" on the banks of Botany Bay, he came up with a tally of 756 convicts (including prostitutes, purse snatchers, forgers, highwaymen and housebreakers), 211 military persons, 209 chickens, 74 pigs, 29 sheep, 19 goats, five rabbits, five cows, three mares, two bulls and a stallion...
...hardly the Mayflower; yet in front of Phillip's molting, motley crew stretched a continent as vast and varied as the United States, its interior a "ghastly blank" of alkaline deserts, its outer rim a sun-bleached jawbone of barrier reefs and ragged mountains. Last week, as computers in Sydney and Canberra digested the raw data of Australia's 13th census in 178 years, it was clear that the ghastly blank was far from filled-and that for many a ruggedly individualistic cobber the ghastliest blank of all is a government census form...
Wallabies & Fossickers. In conducting the continent's most accurate head count since Phillip's day, Prime Minister Harold Holt sent 18,500 census enumerators into the cities, suburbs and outback to track down some 11.5 million inhabitants. Some traveled by plane, some by Land Rover, others on horseback, foot and even skis. Each carried a 33-question census form and a language guide in eight tongues as disparate as Serbo-Croatian and Maltese. When they dealt with the "abos" -Australia's bug-eating, boomerang-throwing aborigines-census takers had to use sign language after they had finally...
...Ford as a sword-swinging Legionnaire are the chief offenders, since their familiar broad comedy bits beget feeble satire of Birchite fear and hysteria. This seasonable breach of security is well worth the risks, though, and an obligatory nod to young love turns out surprisingly well, mostly because John Phillip Law, as a tense Russian sailor, and blonde Movie Newcomer Andrea Dromm, as an amiable babysitter, make coexistence look like their own idea...