PACK UP YOUR TROUBLES....
It is understandable that when a society spends more than it earns, the government eventually must take some kind of action. To meet such a financial imbalance, a country can earn more or spend less. President Johnson has proposed that the U.S. take the second alternative. And one of the requests he will make to Congress is to impose a penalty on American travel to points outside the Western Hemisphere.
Since this is our annual discovery issue—one in which we seek to spotlight enjoyable and unusual sporting venues, either at home or abroad—we are especially conscious of the President's action. We know that Americans like to travel. We know, further, that they cherish the right to pick up and go where they please when they please.
It also happens that this is an Olympic year, and the Administration now finds itself in the peculiar position of telling sports fans that a trip to the Summer Olympics in Mexico City is fine, but seeing the Winter Olympics in Grenoble is, bluntly, on the unpatriotic side.
International sport has, for the most part, been a good thing for the world. Competitors and the enthusiasts who follow them abroad have, on returning to their own countries, helped form a reservoir of international understanding. That would seem to be a resource as much in need of expansion as the gold drain is of diminution.
The President's proposal to limit American travel to the Western Hemisphere raises the question: Just where can one go with a clear conscience? The Random House Dictionary of the English Language defines the Western Hemisphere as, among other things, "that half of the earth traversed in passing westward from the prime meridian to 180� longitude." Using this as a guide, one could serenely visit London, Dublin, Bordeaux, Lisbon. Madrid, Casablanca, Dakar, or going westward, the tip of Siberia, Tonga and certainly Bora-Bora (see cover).
THE DREAM RACE
If we have ever seen a made-to-order Mitty situation it is the little function coming up January 27 at the Sports Car Club of America convention in Atlanta. Sandwiched in among the usual dreary meetings and speeches is a slalom race in which any member can determine once and for all whether he can beat Dan Gurney.
SCCA calls it the world's first International Grudge Slalom and will stage it at the Peach Bowl Speedway. Racing star Gurney will enter, plus such other notables as Mark Donahue and Chuck Parsons, and tentative entries have come from world-class racers John Surtees and Bruce McLaren. To keep those mightys from blowing off the Mittys, all will compete in identical 1968 MGs. The entry flyer carries photographs of Gurney and Donahue, with a blank space provided for one to paste in his own picture and the promise that "if you wish, we'll keep your name secret so you won't scare them away." The whole thing starts at 9 a.m. and ends a couple of hours before the annual cocktail party and banquet. It is going to be a long day for Dan.
RAMBLING WITH GRAMBLING