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Wearing sweet-smelling jasmine and a gay sarong, a Burmese beauty queen welcomed Chou En-lai to Rangoon last week, on the second stage of his triumphal swing around Asia. Thousands of well-organized Chinese flourished pictures of Mao Tse-tung, chanted Communist slogans and scattered rose petals as Chou drove into town from the airport. But fewer than 500 Burmese bothered to line the street, and it seemed that Rangoon, 1,100 miles nearer Dienbienphu than India's New Delhi, was not quite so enthusiastic about its Red China visitor...
Early this week Chou boarded another Indian plane for Burma, where a second rose-petal triumph awaited him beside the pagodas of Rangoon...
Like a high, thin curl of smoking incense, the chant arose from thousands of monks assembled near Rangoon, Burma. For 1600 hours it would go on, until all 14,804 pages of the sacred Buddhist texts, the Tipitakas,* had been chanted. Under the leadership of an 80-year-old holy man, Abhidhaja Revata, impassively seated on a golden dais, the sixth World Buddhist Council was under...
After searching for a suitable site, U Nu found one about seven miles from Rangoon, coincidentally named Siri Mangala, and there erected his pagoda. Around it, the site of the sixth Buddhist council is nearly completed, with some two dozen buildings, including a man-made cave (to recall the setting of the first council) large enough for some 15,000 people...
Nixon's most improbable and convincing exhibition of U.S. campaign methods was carried off before a ruined pagoda in Pegu (pop. 21,000), an ancient Burmese town 45 miles north of Rangoon. A crowd of a thousand Burmans awaited him in Pegu. Among them were a hundred Communist demonstrators carrying placards, one quaintly inscribed in English. "Go Back Warmonger, Valet of Wall Street." A sound truck blared anti-American propaganda. Nixon on arrival walked up to the nearest card carrier and said, "I notice these cards are addressed to Mr. Nixon. I am Nixon, and I'm glad...