Chapter 1004 All have bright futures
The entire debate, recorded by electronic cameras, Alan Wilson knew what treatment it would receive.
The American side would broadcast it with Nixon’s voice turned up and Khrushchev’s words scaled down, which would result in Nixon’s defense of the free world and Khrushchev’s being silenced and immobilized.
The Soviet Union handled it more simply by pretending that Nixon didn’t exist and reporting only the passages in which Khrushchev raged against U.S. imperialism.
Then there is no third party present in history, and Britain’s handling of the situation cries out that as the conscience of the free world, Britain has to uphold the principle of neutrality and tell the world the objective truth.
Emphasizing the good offices of Foreign Secretary Macmillan in the middle of the U.S.S.R., the U.S.S.R. was at war with the U.S.S.R. and fortunately I, Great Britain, was in the middle to mediate.
So that Britain, the United States and the Soviet Union can win hemp, you lead your second world, I lead my first world, each other have a bright future.
Alan Wilson thought that this might establish Britain’s authority in the field of journalism and get a very wow factor.
He was wondering if a kitchen costing fourteen thousand dollars in the United States was really affordable to all Americans, and anyway, at that price, the UK, which was currently approaching the per capita income of the United States, could not afford it. Four years of income for just a kitchen would never do, a house is more than just a kitchen.
The kitchen debate was over, after a debate that convinced no one, leaving the exposition, the British and American delegations returned to the Grand Hotel Ukrainian, Nixon did not have a lot of time, and after completing this task of presiding over the opening of the U.S. Exposition, he was ready to hit the road back home.
“The Soviets are more difficult to deal with than I thought.” Nixon is still palpitating, recalling whether his response was appropriate, aspiring to the throne of the United States President Nixon, naturally, can not wait for this debate.
This mentality can not hide Alan Wilson, otherwise this hardcore anti-Soviet partisan came to Moscow for what, but also over to brush the presence of establishing a persona. Unfortunately, it is still cheap for that little white boy Kennedy.
“Vice President Nixon, you have admirably defended the concept of the free world and have not fallen into the trap of Soviet rhetoric.” Alan Wilson turned on the touting mode while pointing out the role of Britain, “It is the suspicion of the Soviet Union’s underhanded movements that made us make a special trip, otherwise the Soviet Union would have engaged in intrigue on such an occasion.”
“The Soviets do engage in conspiracies, but the electronic cameras in the arena don’t lie.” Nixon laughed and boasted to himself with the latest American achievement, “Machines don’t lie.”
“I know.” Alan Wilson nodded, since he knew, then Foltseva knew.
Of course it was not appropriate for Nixon to know about it in order to preserve the special Anglo-American relationship.
Allen Wilson was not selfishly thinking for himself, but for Nixon’s sake; an aspiring presidential position could be exploited by rivals if he appeared unreliable on such an important occasion.
As a gentleman, Allen Wilson felt obligated to avoid this embarrassment for Nixon, not all for himself.
Macmillan knew that Nixon would be returning to the United States soon, and after exchanging a few pleasantries, he excused himself without disturbing Nixon’s rest.
However, the British side of things, or to explain, such as how to highlight the role of the United Kingdom in this debate, at the same time to show the independence of the third-party point of view, to avoid the image of wholesale approval of the United States.
Alan Wilson has long guessed, let Wick immediately through the embassy in Moscow and domestic greetings.
“The Soviet Union may not realize the vast wealth that the United States is now accumulating.” Macmillan was somewhat wistful.
“Perhaps it knows that, after all, the Soviet Union is a country twice the size of the United States and almost as large as all of North America.” Alan Wilson sighed, although most of the Soviet Union was tundra, just because you couldn’t farm in tundra didn’t mean you couldn’t do anything else. Resources had nothing to do with whether it was tundra or not, Australia’s land was barren just a little better than the Sahara Desert, and mining wasn’t just as prosperous?
“Alan, it seems you also have some knowledge of the Soviet Union.” Macmillan laughed, “I guess it’s those Labor ministers, with their wishful pro-Soviet thinking, that have influenced you.”
“Civil servants adhering to the principle of not getting involved in partisan affairs will not be influenced by such remarks.” Alan Wilson vehemently denied, “Hon. Minister, the political differences between the Conservative Party and the Labor Party have nothing to do with us public servants.”
“I am not questioning the political neutrality of Whitehall.” Macmillan immediately stated that Alan Wilson had misunderstood, and that he was not questioning the loyalty of the permanent undersecretary.
In fact, even if he was skeptical, he was right; Alan Wilson had lived in both political systems.
Certainly he had never seen a fully planned economy, essentially China was only a planned economy for the five years that it was under Soviet advisors, and beyond that? A planned economy on paper.
In his opinion there are pros and cons to both systems, the Soviet economic system relied on finger **** and some plans were not calculated. For example, how many sanitary napkins do Soviet women need? The British gentleman didn’t know why he thought of this example, it’s better to change it.
Can meals be calculated? Even if it is, people’s needs can be solved by more than just handing out flour when the time comes. What about other needs? What if the flour is not sweet enough for bread? What about that?
Is there a guaranteed adequate supply of bread for every recipe? This would inevitably lead to great waste, and on the one hand opening up the supply because there were few options would lead to the supply being swept completely empty, and that swept-away food wouldn’t necessarily be actually eaten, and feeding it to livestock would be a possibility.
It’s not like feeding bread to cows didn’t happen in the USSR, waste and shortage went hand in hand as a problem with the Soviet economic system.
Certain areas of Soviet supply could be described as vast, ignoring the cost implications. The price of a wrench tool kit was the same in 1959 as it was in 1989, and the steel stamp on the wrench was directly on the price of twelve kopecks.
When a planned economy goes wrong, a bunch of facilities are built that are not particularly needed in terms of construction.
Almost every city and even large towns and villages throughout the Soviet Union would have matching movie theaters, union clubs, juvenile halls and libraries, auditoriums, soccer stadiums, gymnasiums, rationed schools, kindergartens, and so on.
Why Alan Wilson would know about these configurations is because he had seen it with his own eyes in his previous life when he was a boy, and the town where he lived had a permanent population of only a few tens of thousands of people and a movie theater with a capacity of fifteen hundred.
The USSR had to have all of the above configurations whenever the population reached a number, and there were almost no exceptions. To speak of housing the Soviet Union may not be able to supply it, but the above facilities are a political task, much more important than any housing.
With Nixon’s departure, and the departure of the British delegation, Alan Wilson would spend his last hours in Moscow.
Foltseva’s red flush had not faded and she had a contented look on her face; for once she was very pleased with the British gentleman’s valor and was not shy about compliments, and her performance at the kitchen debate, which was seen by Khrushchev, the current irreplaceable authority in the USSR, had made Foltseva willing to sweeten the pot a little for Allen Wilson.
“Ekaterina.” Allen Wilson, somewhat embarrassed, spoke up while the Culture Tsar was in a good mood, “I’d like to ……”
“No way.” Foltseva flatly refused without waiting for Allen Wilson to say anything, having clearly blown it all before. Even if it’s a reward, this man has to stop a little bit in moderation.
“Huh?” How did Allen Wilson know the bent of the Culture Tsar, he really had something to say, and also wanted Foltseva’s help, “I have a big thing, and I need cooperation from the Soviet Union. And only you can help Britain.”
Foltseva realized that she had misunderstood, but fortunately, the red tide had not faded and she could not see that she was embarrassed, “What is it? You don’t expect me to sell out my country, there is such a thing as patriotism in this world.”
“Don’t make a sound and listen to me. Make sure that only you know about this, if it leaks out you may be a big shot in the Soviet Union, but you won’t be able to explain it.” Alan Wilson yanked the Culture Czar to his feet and looked at him in all directions to indicate the seriousness of the matter before saying, “Britain has a plan to destabilize the Sukarno regime and I know the United States has one as well ……”
Alan Wilson elaborated that the Indonesian government had become a thorn in the side of the free world, and that there was a definite attempt to overthrow the Sukarno regime’s moves to get closer to China and the Soviet Union. The U.S. gives annual economic aid to the Indonesian military, which is on the opposite side of the party spectrum from Indonesia.
Army chiefs of staff Lt. Gen. Jani, Lt. Gen. Panjaitan and Maj. Gen. Hayono, Maj. Gen. Suprapto, Maj. Gen. Parman and Brig. Gen. Sudozo, Gen. Nasution, and Suharto’s names are among them.
“You’re going to make a move against Indonesia?” Foltseva looked at Alan Wilson in a daze, as if judging the truth of the matter.
“Do you think we can’t do it? Indonesia is an archipelago, with our and America’s naval power dare not say we will definitely succeed, provoking a civil war is also easy.” Alan Wilson said blandly.
“Don’t you and the US wear the same pants?” Foltseva still didn’t believe it, even though only just now the two had done the manned spaceflight that only the closest of relationships could do.
“Britain can America has a national power gap that is still currently unbridgeable.” Alan Wilson said grimly, “The Malayan colony is something that must be protected for the UK, if it is the Soviet Union that makes an attack, of course the UK will respond to the war without question. But if the U.S. pressures Britain, Britain may compromise, and if Indonesia turns into a Soviet model country, Britain will have a reason to remain in Malaya, and the U.S. will not take action against Britain to force it to give up the Malayan colony. On the contrary, the US would help Britain.”
“There are times when for the sake of national interests, one also has to cooperate with the enemy and abandon the so-called close allies.”
“It’s all been calculated by you.” Foltseva looked into Alan Wilson’s eyes and shook her head.
“It’s good for the Soviet Union too. You get Indonesia so we all have a bright future.” Allen Wilson promised as he grabbed Foltseva’s hand, “Ekaterina, I’m helping you too.”