Having a Wonderful Time

Since 1938, an Orinocan stream of distinguished Latin American visitors has debouched into the U.S. The U.S. Government pays their expenses, shows them the sights (chiefly industrial), crams them with information (chiefly factual). Guided by aseptic civil servants, the visitors trudge through endless factories, offices, universities, laboratories, museums; are dined, wined and lectured at official luncheons, dinners, cocktail parties.

Recently, the editor and part owner of a thriving Latin American newspaper arrived for a conducted tour of the U.S. For a week he stood the punishment. Then he fled to Manhattan and the Hotel Waldorf-Astoria. To a friend he cried:

"Please leave me alone in the Waldorf.' I shall provide myself with the entertainment I want. What I have seen of the United States is awful. Factories, factories, factories! Businessmen, businessmen, businessmen! And people who ask me about Argentina. . .! Thanks, leave me alone. I want blondes, brunettes and redheads. I want them to talk stupid to me. I hate business. I own one."

Having explored the country in his own way", he called up his friend on the day of his departure and said: "Yes, the United States is wonderful."

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