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Weyman's real name:Stephen Weinberg. His lifetime profession: impostor. Brooklyn-born Weinberg started his career in 1910 by posing as a naval attaché in the Serbian embassy in Washington. As a U.S. consul in Morocco, he was received in New York harbor by U.S. fleet units. Once his Brooklyn accent betrayed him at a banquet at the Hotel Astor, where he was posing as the U.S. consul general from Rumania. He was exposed, but managed to stay out of jail. In 1921, he got into the White House by posing as a "U.S. protocol representative," introduced Afghanistan...
...election day, Slovene inhabitants of the hill town of Buie performed the kolo, a whirling Serbian national dance. When Italian reporters appeared in the town square the people stopped dancing, beat up the Italians and resumed the kolo. When British journalists appeared, the townsfolk mauled them, too, and danced some more...
...capital's slush, compounded partly of black Serbian mud, made walking hazardous. But most Belgraders walked; the city's insufficient trolley cars were so packed that the press called them sardine boxes. The homeward trek at nightfall conveys a strange sense of depressed urgency. Many Belgraders do not feel safe anywhere between their homes and their work; they flit off the streets like ghosts fleeing a graveyard at dawn. Here & there, watching the crowds from street corners or hotel lobbies, stood men either in uniform or in ankle-length black leather coats-which in the popular mind...
...Western visitor finds relief in leaving Belgrade. The Ori ent Express, which had come from Stamboul and Sofia, crawled across the snowy Voivodina plain. In my first-class wagon-lit compartment, the washbasin was dirty. There was neither soap nor towel. The bed pillows were grubby. The Serbian Pullman attendant grabbed my passport and exit permit and as good as told me that was all he had to do - from there on it was a mat ter of indifference to him whether I starved, sang or jumped out of the window. In fact, I munched salami between gross layers...
Milovan Djilas, Minister Without Portfolio, is 38, a Montenegrin from Kolasin. His wife, Mitra-Mitrovic, is a Communist intellectual and a minister in the cabinet of the Serbian Republic. Djilas, a graduate from Belgrade University's faculty of law, is co-editor of the Communist daily, Borba. Today one of his functions is to direct "agitprop," the psychological warfare branch of the Yugoslav government. A forceful, brilliant writer and speaker, Djilas, with his shock of black hair and lively eyes, is a more attractive personality than the other two members of the triumvirate...