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Flamboyant, brusque, rude and arbitrary, as well as quick, capable and intelligent, Menon has long antagonized the West-and a great many of his own countrymen. As he flew to New York last week to uphold India's case at the U.N., he ran true to form. Asked during a London stopover if Mahatma Gandhi would have approved of the Goan invasion, Menon snapped: "Well, he's not here, is he?" A possible clash between Menon and the U.S.'s Adlai Stevenson from the rostrum of the General Assembly was avoided when...
...near him in all of fiction are Spenser's Braggadochio and Plautus' Braggart Warrior. "If I didn't have an enormous ego and a monumental pride, how in hell could I be a performer?'' he explains. With something for everybody, he is kind, generous, rude and stubborn, explosive, impulsive, bright and mischievous. He is an outgoing, flamboyant man to whom privacy is sacred. Now he is snapping out wisecracks. Now he is sitting alone, quietly unapproachable. He is too often bored. He is a bad listener in general conversation and a good one when acting...
...know the language and follow some local customs, it can be a lot of fun. Most important to remember: if you want to dance with a girl, go over to her table and use the formula "Darf ich bitten?" Then, do not ask her name (this is very rude), but, after two or three dances politely inquire "Darf ich 'du' sagan?", to which, if you've been at all cool about it, she will smile and answer "Du kannst mich aber Ilse nennen...
...this ever-lovin' blue-eyed world should American women try to look like little European boys (as decreed by George Masters in "Fashion," Oct. 13)? If little European boys are anything like little American boys, they are dirty, noisy, dirty, rude, dirty, untidy, etc. The basic fact remains that we are obviously (I hope) not little European boys, so what's so insecure about preferring to resemble what we actually are instead of a swarm of l.E.bs...
...almost invariable loss of self-esteem after arrival; he feels uprooted and hence resentful. He is shocked at the meagerness of his money; U.S. scholarships do not usually cover living expenses or summer vacations as do Europe's. He finds astonishingly diversified colleges with unpredictable standards. He finds rude waiters, Jimmy Hoffa, demanding children, and kind old ladies who ask Africans if they live in trees. He rarely finds anyone who knows the location of Mali, Gabon or Dahomey, or even of their existence...