Chapter 1012 – Alan’s Parody
Allen Wilson, who traveled to Whitehall, accepted the Cabinet Secretary Norman Brooke’s relaying of Prime Minister Aidan’s view that in principle Britain should maintain its interests in Iran in full, but since it was the United States that wanted to intercede, Britain should give a face to its close ally.
To this end Aidan set up several filings, and Alan Wilson listened to them and then said after a few moments of contemplation, “If we are doomed to lose our Iranian interests, I think there is one more item that can be added to the list.”
“Tell me about it.” Norman Brooke said noncommittally, “Could it be that you still have a solution to the Iranian crisis.”
Alan Wilson shook his head and smiled bitterly, “No, but I think that if Iran achieves its goal easily, it will set a very bad precedent in the Middle East that finding a good backer can make Britain know what to do.”
“The Prime Minister shares that concern.” Norman Brooke sighed as he listened, “That’s why this is a bad decision.”
“If under American pressure, and British interests are damaged, the later must be made to think twice. For the United States to force us to give in, I would expect the lives of the Mossadegh family to be exchanged.”
Alan Wilson thought for half a day and said decisively, “It doesn’t matter how much the Mossadeghs are embraced within Iran, or not so much, it doesn’t matter, what matters is that a rule is set so that those who come after will know what they will face.”
This is the equivalent of how, after Saddam was hanged, the Kadaj suddenly went against his youthful anti-Western attitudes and became instantly easier to communicate with, because Saddam’s downfall had shown the Kadaj that really pissing off the imperialists really does kill the whole family.
But Kadazo is a special case, in the final analysis Libya is a small country with a population of six million people, and a country supported by this size of population is far from being powerful. If you look at Esudan, who also offends people everywhere, there is nothing wrong with him.
As long as the Sultan can stay in the position of Prime Minister, other countries really can not do anything to him, Turkey is a strong country in the world of pacifism, with a population of nearly 90 million people.
There was no country on earth that could cleanly take out Turkey and leave itself unharmed; the United States couldn’t do it, and other countries could do it even less.
“If you can negotiate that, it could be one of the conditions for Britain.” Norman Brooke finally approved, “Of course we still have to try to get it, and it would be best if we could show the US that it would only cheapen the Soviet Union.”
Alan Wilson had an expression of I will definitely fight for it, but in his heart there was some pessimism, the United States dared to put pressure on the United Kingdom must have been psychologically prepared, fortunately, he was also prepared to make use of the Dragoon Sisters, ready to let the meat rot in the pot for the record.
If there must be losses, it is better to let their own people get a little cheap.
Knowing that the Antarctic Conference is not just about talking about the Antarctic issue, Alan Wilson, ready to prepare the information to go to Paris. Then, after all, there were ladies on equal footing with his wife waiting in the wings, waiting to secure the logistics.
As a woodpecker film industry to promote the Asian star Xia Meng, but also for his personal performance of a cheongsam show, which belongs to the Lord of the Middle Hall of the exclusive treatment, the scene is beautiful, since there is no need to say more.
“Is it pretty?” Xia Meng inquired, she was finally listening to the man’s strong request, changing her hairstyle from permed curls to long black straight.
This is the right thing to do, originally a very young woman, hot rolled out of thin air after ten years old, a wave of middle-aged women’s modeling, looking at it is very against the grain, and now it’s much better.
“Cheongsam is only one aspect, the key is that the person is beautiful, wear what is beautiful.” Alan Wilson honestly said that he thought that traditional clothing, no matter what ethnicity, was not friendly to ordinary people.
People’s looks also applies to the law of two or eight, good-looking is a minority, in the body of a beautiful woman’s clothing is an advantage, change to an ordinary person is a disadvantage, bucket hard to put on the cheongsam, will only make a fool of themselves. So the traditional costumes of various ethnic groups are not eliminated by the modern tight-fitting dress, but ugly for the simplest reason, isolating the vast majority of ordinary people.
There were times when being honest didn’t work, and Xia Meng was already coming up with flaming red lips just because of this more honest compliment.
“Hmm?” Hedy Lamarr appeared at the crucial moment, putting an end to the drama of the starlet’s devotion.
“Honey, come on, it’s freaking out our Ms. Charmon.” Alan Wilson said with a look of Poseidon descending to earth with a beatdown, reaching out with a you’ve come at the right time pose.
Hedy Lamarr rolled her eyes, she found that this man seemed to have a much thicker skin than in the previous years, even sometimes making her bottom line lower and lower, and did not have the good sense to say, “You can at least respect me.”
“I think the greatest respect a man can have for a woman is right now.” Alan Wilson got up with a wicked grin on his face, but sat right back down and bit back, “Look how much Ingrid respects me, never wearing high heels to embarrass me.”
Hedy Lamarr could only sit down reluctantly, thinking that it was just to see that this man was really flawless in all other aspects except for his promiscuity, otherwise how would she have received this kind of anger, “It’s not like coming over for a meeting at all.”
“It is precisely because I have already foreseen the dreary and heated exchanges of the meeting that I grabbed the time to take it easy, or else I might be exasperated by the Americans.” Allen Wilson pulled a long lazy face, “I have a hard time.”
By no means had he arrived in Paris to hide out in the Woodpecker Studios boozefest, but he had also already met with de Gaulle’s government.
It was hoped that France would be able to take a common position with Britain at the Antarctic Conference, or at least help Britain diplomatically.
However the communication was not exactly smooth, but was told that de Gaulle was prepared to visit Britain after the Antarctic meeting. And for this reason, he talked with the French for a long time, and before one problem was solved, another one appeared.
“Well, count me out.” Hedy Lamarr reluctantly admitted her mistake, “I wasn’t being considerate.”
“The foreign minister will come over at that time, sign a letter, take a picture and pat himself on the back. Which is like me, being here in person to talk and argue.” Alan Wilson got an inch and said he was stressed, mentioning in passing the importance of logistics, so that Hedy Lamarr could relieve himself, especially since the latter was even more important.
There’s nothing more to say to each other la. Alan Wilson believes he has the right idea, but is irritable; Hedy Lamarr believes he has a good idea, but is relaxed and calm. When Allen Wilson said it was time to go up, he climbed.
Theoretically, Hedy Lamarr was there waiting for his help. Along the way, Allen Wilson was going over the tasks he was supposed to perform: counting her contractures, helping her breathe, distracting her with small talk, putting his hand on her forehead, moistening her lips with water. At this point he should be in control of the situation. He was too busy to even communicate.
With the arrival of delegations from Argentina, Australia, Belgium, Chile, the French Republic, Japan, New Zealand, Norway, the Union of South Africa, the Union of Soviet Socialist Republics, and the United States of America.
In the middle of November, Alan Wilson began to get busy in the capital of a suspicious ally. Hopping around the ranks of the nations looked diplomatically productive, and only looked so.
Argentina, Australia, New Zealand and South Africa, South Africa, Norway and even France and Britain themselves all have claims to the Antarctic to varying degrees, and it looks crowded, but it just so happens that two of the world’s major powers today have no claim to the Antarctic.
So this Antarctic meeting is essentially a challenge to the United States and the Soviet Union by Britain and France with a group of small countries.
It would be a hell of a thing to succeed, but Allen Wilson still has to put on a confident face and go mothballing. You can imagine what kind of mood he is in.
Knowing that the result is bound to be unpromising, he still has to do so, because his wife in Perth has mobilized the Australian media under her control to express a neat and unanimous optimism about the Antarctic meeting, and this optimism is justified from Australia’s point of view, as Britain and France have a claim on the sovereignty of the Antarctic, and Britain and France are definitely on Australia’s side.
Australia’s atmosphere is to believe that blood is thicker than water, and it is taken for granted that the United States, in any case, will not stand in opposition to Australia.
However, Australia doesn’t realize that in this day and age, Australians are not really that important in the eyes of the United States. The Americans think about themselves, and there is no reason why their own sovereignty claim over the Antarctic should prohibit other countries from claiming sovereignty, even if they are siding with the Soviet Union.
Definitely not what the Australians thought, that the US would side with Australia for the sake of being of the same language and race.
Alan Wilson could already even imagine what the repercussions of the Antarctic Conference, with all the hype in Australia, and the eventual opposition of the United States, together with the Soviet Union, to the Antarctic sovereignty claims of all countries, would be when it reached Australia.
Allen Wilson, who was exchanging mutual views on the Iranian oil crisis with the US delegation in front of him, turned to the Australian delegation and said that he would definitely fight for Australia’s Antarctic sovereignty claim, while in fact he did not leave Australia even a second.
Who said the Antarctic meeting was going to be about the Antarctic, he was talking to the French about de Gaulle’s visit to Britain next year.
Talking to the United States about the British position on the Iranian oil crisis, and if this wasn’t Paris, the capital of France, not Moscow, the capital of the Soviet Union, he’d even want to talk to the Soviet Union about security in Northern Europe.
Still, at the official meeting of the Antarctic Conference, Alan Wilson spoke in an impassioned manner on behalf of the countries with sovereignty claims in the Antarctic of Degree, arguing in particular that Australia’s claim to Antarctic sovereignty was justified.
“The attitude of the Soviet Union is simple: no country can claim sovereignty over Antarctica for any reason, and Antarctica belongs to no country and can be used only for peaceful scientific purposes.”
“The demilitarization of Antarctica is also a U.S. claim.” After Soviet Foreign Minister Gromyko spoke. The U.S. Undersecretary of State, who came on behalf of Dulles, also agreed with the Soviet Union, “Antarctica belongs to the wealth of all mankind and does not belong to any one country.”
The stance of the United States and the Soviet Union put the entire venue in an eerie silence, the United States and the Soviet Union stood together?
Allen Wilson took out the corncob that Hedy Lamarr had prepared for him and held it aloft in front of all the nations, performing a Khrushchev impersonation on such a solemn occasion, angrily shouting, “Yes, the United States and the Soviet Union set things right, what a harmonious scene.”
The whole venue of the Antarctic Conference was in an uproar at the sight of Allen Wilson holding up a corncob, as in the photographs that took the world by storm some time ago, expressing his displeasure with the U.S.S.R. The whole venue of the Antarctic Conference was in an uproar.