Chapter 1232 – Family Fiasco

When it came to lunchtime, Whitehall’s many social commodities came together in a completely simple English fashion. There were slices of steak and mashed potatoes as well as corn on the cob. Open bottles of beer and Coles wine were placed side by side with the finest crystal glasses.

On another occasion Allen Wilson might have flown in a celebrity chef from Paris, or gotten some rare birds and animals for the guests; or perhaps sent one of his men home to scrounge up a case of expensive wine. But this is Whitehall, always have to carry forward the style of the brief, otherwise the British people thought to do things for the country how luxurious, produce should not exist in the heart of jealousy.

Alan Wilson was surrounded by the permanent under-secretaries of the departments, Burke Trench, Frank, and Makins, who had just been promoted, etc., gentlemen who were cordial and friendly, but who did not excuse themselves when they were entertained by his hospitality.

Nor were they all of the gentry from London, those who could tell whether the pheasant on their plate was game from the hunt or bought at the store. What they had here were the simple tastes of the little people. And for many, the most ordinary home cooking tastes ever so delicious.

Some things just work without being noticed, and from a sterling point of view, the so-called neutral Switzerland was the enemy in sight, but Alan Wilson, who couldn’t go to the Foreign Office very often after his promotion, received news from Dixon that Levi Eichkel, who had just become prime minister of Israel, would make London his next stop after his visit to the United States.

“Presumably skeptical of British arms sales in Arab countries.” Dixon added his own.

“We have no particular heart for the Jews, as gentlemen know, and my wife has Jewish blood. It is purely a matter of national interest for Britain to side with the Arab nations.”

The knife and fork in his hand cutting the steak ceased, Alan Wilson spoke slowly, “Britain also feels sympathy, at least in part, for the fate of the Jews during the Second World War. I see two things that can be done to uphold justice, and it stands undefeated on a moral level.”

Frank and the others couldn’t help but stop their movements, their eyes falling on the Supreme Authority, waiting for what was to come.

“Two things were not strictly dealt with with the end of the World War, one being the question of Poland’s role in the slaughter of the Jews. Britain should have supported Israel on this.” Alan Wilson stuffed a cut steak into his mouth and muttered vaguely, “Of course it’s not important, it’s just a condemnation of the Soviet bloc countries. The other thing would be relevant to Britain, is Switzerland’s neutrality true to its name or not?”

“The latter, in particular, is extremely important to Britain, and according to Mr. Harold Wilson, the leader of the Labour Party, these Zurich gnomes don’t want to do anything about the pound at all times.”

“Think about this for a moment: what is the greatest camouflage in this part of Switzerland, apart from the fact that it has the backing of the Americans?”

The words were obvious enough, and Burke Trend lowered his voice to a whisper, “The so-called Neutral Nation status.”

“Find a way to strip away the pretense of Swiss neutrality, speaking of which, there are also voices saying that the negotiating site for limiting nuclear weapons testing should be in Switzerland, I’ve already suggested to the Prime Minister that it should be in Stockholm, Sweden is the real neutral, and one that’s friendly to the UK.”

It would be too obvious to just go after Switzerland, and adding Poland to the mix would be just the thing.

The role of Poland in WWII was not as innocent as the Poles claimed to be; five million died in Poland in WWII, but how long did Poland only fight? But dozens of days of war time, could the intensity of the war reach 100,000 people killed in action a day?

Keep in mind that the Soviet-German war averaged only 6,000 soldiers a day, although the record has been broken in Ukrainian war reports.

The reason for this is that most of the five million people in Poland were Jews, and Poland was the main concentration of Jews in Europe. Most of the Jews cleansed by the Germans came from Poland.

Anti-Semitism existed in every country in Europe before the station, and Poland was certainly no exception, and the deaths of Polish Jews were particularly gruesome, and Poland legislated against Jews getting their wealth back.

To be honest in the matter of anti-Semitism, Germany and Poland’s role was that of Japan and Thailand, if not WWII Japan and Korea.

No one digs deeper because the Cold War Soviet Union appeased Poland and after the collapse of the USSR Poland proved its unification value by acting like no one was more anti-Russian than me.

Now that Poland is a member of the Soviet bloc anyway, it might as well let Britain squeeze every last drop of value out of it.

“Ostensibly it’s about Poland, but in reality the spearhead has to be aimed at Switzerland, and he can’t be allowed to waltz in under this neutral country banner. Since the massacre of the Jews is a matter of political correctness, let’s start with Switzerland’s failure to follow the spirit of contract and return the wealth of the Jews.”

“If the Americans play a role in this? What to do?” Burke-Trend cocked his head inquiring, with Britain on its own, it still couldn’t do anything about Switzerland.

“Go to France, Britain and France have been allies for eight hundred years.” Alan Wilson replied speaking words he didn’t believe himself.

The restaurant let out laughter, the air was filled with freshness, not long after a gentleman left.

Listening to people talk behind their backs, the cabinet secretary originally also read a book, but finally went abroad, and will not be able to make a living; so only in British India to do some chores. Fortunately, my father pointed out to do civil service, then under the arrangement of Sir Barron, for a bowl of rice.

During the period happened to meet the youngest daughter of General Mountbatten, relying on flowery language to have today.

Alan Wilson still do not know, he was actually defiled innocence out of thin air, or must be the theory theory. But at this time, he went home, and is being attentive to the female president, look at that look, just like a dog ah ……

In Whitehall he is the supreme authority, at home is another matter, he felt today that Pamela Mountbatten seems to be a little strange, but can not say where it is strange, can only have no words to talk about the Israeli Prime Minister Levi Eichkel is coming to visit.

“I’ve been contacted.” Pamela Mountbatten was less than enthused, but answered her husband’s words anyway.

“An Israeli contacted you? By the way, you have Jewish heritage.” Alan Wilson nodded and inquired as an aside, “It seems that they wished to ask something from you?”

“To the point of asking about military sales as well.” Pamela Mountbatten glanced at her husband and whispered, “Two thousand five hundred tanks and three hundred and fifty fighter jets.”

“That’s really nothing. Look at the Soviet-backed Syria, one country got twelve hundred tanks and two hundred fighters, just to know that what we give to the Arab countries isn’t much, if Israel is dissatisfied, go find the Soviets, see how easy it is for Britain to bully?”

Alan Wilson indignant, the Soviet Union in the military aid restraint, that is, compared with the Brezhnev period. Compared to other countries, the scale of military aid during the Khrushchev period was already quite frightening.

Why else would Rhodesia have had to surround itself with minefields? The quality of the Congolese soldiers might not be as good as Grace’s and theirs, but as soon as the Soviet military aid arrived, it was simply not something that the large hundreds of thousands of people in the royal territories could withstand.

Even if we don’t mention anything else, the naval fleet that the USSR gave to Indonesia this time, is that a handful that an average country can take out?

You have to know that this is still not much military aid Khrushchev period, really to the Brezhnev power, that can not be imagined. A small Cuba raised hundreds of thousands of troops in the Cold War.

“I didn’t answer about arms sales, after all, one size does not fit all, and as you said, the difference between Israel and the Arab world, I can make trade-offs.” Pamela Mountbatten was talking about the analogy about being strong or not being strong in terms of total numbers and not per capita.

But that analogy, applied to Arabia and Israel, isn’t really accurate. It’s also a good thing that the U.S. has uprooted all the secular Arab powers one by one, leaving a bunch of resource-selling booze hogs.

Pamela Mountbatten’s mood is low, obviously has nothing to do with Israel, she does not believe in the concept of the Jews, today’s mood is not high for another reason, see her husband has no words, the presidentess is not sold, sighed, “I went to Margaret’s place today, she is going to marry Turing?”

Alan Wilson swallowed a mouthful of spit with difficulty, Turing is a homosexual, the most critical thing is that Pamela Mountbatten knows about this matter, think of this cabinet secretary general, the supreme authority are sweating, the bottom of the mouth, “Dear ……”

“Hey!” Pamela Mountbatten breathless promise, staring at her husband’s eyes opened his mouth, “Margaret you two? Is it really going to come to this?”

This kind of behavior of the female president, it is obvious that she already knows it all, Alan Wilson is speechless, “She must have her own marriage, you know the character of the princess, this is no way out, otherwise she will make a scene.”

“You’re eating me up for not making a scene are you?” Pamela Mountbatten lowered her head at that, the air between them falling to a pin drop, “Idiot, don’t hold me tight yet. I’ve been with you since I was sixteen and this is how you treat me?”

Pamela Mountbatten, who was being held tightly by her husband, vented her aggression, “Do you have any idea what kind of mood I’m in today, praising Turing’s talent?”

Perhaps in the mood of a beast moving and shooting at Vixen’s heart?

Holding his wife in his arms Alan Wilson heard this, the nervous heart relaxed, immediately on the slope, “My dear, I can not describe the gratitude to you, this matter a thousand mistakes are my fault, I can not be exempted from making the mistake that all men make.”

The woman still loved herself, and the Cabinet Secretary, knowing that his wife was sensible and grateful, accepted her request in its entirety, not daring to disobey in the slightest degree.

“Others are even so, you even princess you?” Pamela Mountbatten struggled for a moment pointing at her husband, unable to speak.

Alan Wilson hugged his wife’s body open mouth a nibble, “You will always be my favorite woman.”