In a blaze of color, and to the shiver of excitement that man always feels when he looks into his past and his future, the New York World‘s Fair last week opened its gates. It is a whopping showythe biggest fair ever that transports the visitor forward to the pipe dream when man may somehow tame the deserts and live beneath the oceans. It is a look backward, awesome and nostalgic, at the distance he has traveled since he lived in caves, and at wondrous things he has done along the way. It is a potpourri of his artistic genius through all the years - and it has a Dead Sea Scroll and the Pieta. A miniature Tutankhamun lies in a golden colfin just across the street from the latest Japanese motorcycle. It is a banquet table, stacked with delicacies from Korean kimchi to French cuisine to pizza. It is an intimate circus, a universal classroom and a cultural bazaar, where the pagodas and minarets of the ancient East stand side by side with the towers of the modern West. And, like all good fairs, it has a frosting of sky rides and hot dogs and music. […]
