Chapter 1244 Remembering Kennedy

“Secretary General, this is the protest and defense from the Swiss side.” Brewster took the Swiss defense document about the war period and handed it over to Alan Wilson.

“The defense is normal, even if the whole world knows they are lying, they think they are not lying. This era really rescued them.” Alan Wilson said in a nonchalant manner, “Otherwise, as the medieval proverb says, the men of Switzerland can only be mercenaries, and the women’s fate is better, they can either marry or become prostitutes.”

“Can’t we stir up some opposition within Switzerland?” Brewster inquired whether this course would be feasible.

“That country, is made up of Frenchmen who don’t want to be French, Germans who don’t want to be Germans, and Italians who don’t want to be Italians. Although it has the conditions to stir up ethnic conflicts, it is difficult to implement.” Alan Wilson shook his head slightly.

No Swiss border inspector cared what passport a visitor held. It was assumed-as all the Swiss did-that what a man took was entirely his own business, especially if he took gold bullion or large bills.

So whether Zurich or Geneva have their own bastions of power, there’s a consensus on that.

“Switzerland is very protective of neutrality, so let’s start with that. To think about it in terms of trade and commerce.” Alan Wilson reminded that the EC member states and non-EC member states are ultimately different, the tax rate is completely different, if the tax evasion is even better, just use it to get at Switzerland.

If it was really the Middle Ages, Switzerland could easily be taken care of, as Alan Wilson said, the times saved Switzerland.

It’s the kind of thing that happens when times are peaceful, like when any country thinks it can offshore its balance with impunity and stomp on the dignity of the great powers without any boundaries.

If you run into a country with a good temper and strategic resolve, you may not be retaliated against for a while, but if you run into a not-so-good-tempered one like Russia, hopefully world peace will last for a long time.

“Secretary General, I don’t really understand, if JFK was killed from the inside, what was the reason?” Brewster wanted to say something, he also heard the conversation in the 10th, there are some questions not to spit out.

Alan Wilson, like an old monk, answered slowly, “Kennedy was caught in the closed loop of politician’s logic, he thought he had to do something as a political achievement, caught in this occupational disease, he hypnotized himself and was convinced.”

“Isn’t it good to do something?” Braxton opened his mouth, unsure of what to say.

“To do something practical as a political achievement? But if it’s done wrong, then it’s better not to do it at all.” Alan Wilson raised an eyebrow, “The cheers of the voters mean fame, glory, and prominence for politicians. Such things are not impossible to pursue, but to harm the cornerstone of the country while pursuing these things is intolerable.”

“Of course I’m just speaking for myself, the above conclusion is founded on conspiracy, and the fact is that with the current news, this is an isolated incident.”

The description of Oswald as a white man, as traditionally reported in the United States, is necessarily that of a loner, with no friends, a description that fits the context of an isolated incident.

In a normal assassination it would have been fine, but it was the President of the United States who died, not an insignificant person.

So this traditionally reported desire to cover up is bound to get very weird with the silencing of Oswald himself.

The people who killed Kennedy didn’t just want to create an assassination, or else it would be like Alan Wilson just taking out Duncan, and the failure to find the killer would explain it.

The effect the forces that took out JFK wanted to create was that even if everyone suspected it, there was just as little they could do about it. A deterrent, not a warning in the usual sense.

Better yet, push Kennedy’s reputation to the top again as the best president in the minds of American citizens, which could double the pleasure.

The Secretary General of the Cabinet was still too busy to be remiss; Commonwealth unity and European unity were big things.

Anna just assumed that dealing with the British couldn’t be business right off the bat, or that’s not the way to deal with such a Cabinet Secretary when the game first started. All the meetings in these past months had had one purpose: personal contact.

In a world that was becoming more and more insanely mechanized, where electronic devices didn’t even want the work of a blink of an eye to get a few business deals done, getting to know each other face-to-face was becoming much more important. And it wouldn’t be long before she turned thirty-two.

“Which means you were, what, less than sixteen?” Alan Wilson sucked in a breath of cold air, this can’t be known to others, the reason why he can pinch Profumo’s handle is because this defense minister and the underage have a story that has to be told.

“If you bully me in the future, I’ll make you lose your reputation.” Anna gritted her silver teeth, still indignant now when she thought of the man’s sickeningly victorious style at that moment.

“How could that be, nothing like that would ever happen between us.” Alan Wilson flatly denied it, on a personal level he was in no way duplicitous, just a little wary of the Dragoon Sisters’ homeland.

He could afford the Soviet Union, wasn’t one West Berlin enough? Did he have to sell the noose again and again? Smack of life can not always do this, if it is only food purchases in this regard, it is absolutely no problem, more is better.

“Count your conscience!” Anna grunted, “Since you’re going to America, get clean and take a shower before you go.”

Such things naturally came together, and there was an over-sized bathtub with enough volume to carry both of them to play. After a long time, Anna climbed out of the pool and dried herself on the other side of the tub.

Alan Wilson watched her with narrowed eyes, only to see Anna slowly toweling off her long, slender, golden-brown legs. As she stood up to dry her shoulders, the Cabinet Secretary couldn’t help but sigh enviously at the graceful curves of her back, which was tantalizingly bare.

“The layout of the fiber optic cables in Europe still needs some work.” Alan Wilson, a bit dry-mouthed, said in a patronizing manner.

“Germany is not England, the post-war government is very wary of the Konzern Group, the general environment here, not like your wife, so free.” Anna said this can not help but a little envious, “you British did not think, split up the Mountbatten Group?”

“Not at the moment! As long as I’m around, those bastards won’t think of selling their reputation.” Alan Wilson’s voice turned cold, he was a timid person who didn’t dare to do anything to the Prime Minister.

But taking out a minister was still easy to resolve. And once there is a rumor about this, Pamela Mountbatten will be stranded in Australia and not return, with a group of aristocrats who are not what they used to be, to let the British government know know what is called the Great Britain version of deep government.

“Hey, Hans’s dad is so scary, it was like he was about to kill someone just now.” Anna made a scared expression and inquired with a wink, “You weren’t really thinking of taking out anyone just now, were you?”

“How could I.” I’m just a social public servant who serves the people with all his heart.” Alan Wilson flatly denied.

Kennedy’s funeral was scheduled to be held three days after the assassination, Allen Wilson had already taken the special plane that Pamela Mountbatten had left for him to depart first, except for bringing some necessary assistants, the rest of the entourage was the agricultural part of the team, which was used to negotiate with the three major grain merchants in the United States.

Special airplane landed in New York International Airport, Allen Wilson surveyed the airport of the first big city in the United States, if he remembers correctly, this international airport will soon be renamed. New York International Airport, in honor of the thirty-fifth president of the United States who was assassinated, changed the name of the airport to John Fitzgerald Kennedy International Airport in honor of his full name, John Fitzgerald Kennedy.

It’s called professionalism, you don’t see JFK doing anything spectacular when he’s alive, he’s close to being canonized when he’s dead.

It’s like that saying, this death of JFK seems to have contributed more than any contribution made in a lifetime of living.

And the three major grain merchants to negotiate the team got off the plane, Alan Wilson was then transferred to fly to Washington, D.C., to participate in the state funeral of Kennedy, the entire Washington solemn, solemn, which can be seen in the Cuban Missile Crisis Kennedy was embraced after the Cuban Missile Crisis, without the time and Nixon’s election campaign, narrowly winning was also challenged by the dilemma of the backroom operation.

Unfortunately, all this, lost the skull of Kennedy has not seen, his old friend McCarthy special over to meet, McCarthy knows, his British friend has a very typical symptoms of road rage, generally followed by acquaintances.

“What a sad fact.” Alan Wilson’s face was stony, seemingly saddened by the loss of a great president to the citizens of the United States, “Kennedy was a great president, with leadership that the world recognized.”

McCarthy nodded, and along with Alan Wilson met with Kennedy’s brother, and widow, Jacqueline, as well as one of Kennedy’s sons and daughters.

Also? Former CIA Director Dulles, and here’s one more thing: CIA directors are a thing of the past, and Dulles finally paid the price for the failure of the Bay of Pigs operation.

After the Nassau meeting, he received the National Security Medal from JFK, plus a letter of resignation, and began the final years of his life, and now Dulles actually has no official position.

It was a surprise in itself to see Dulles this time, but Allen Wilson was not one to look at the food; Kennedy himself was a thing of the past, and the living still had to live.

While always irritating Dulles with the Cuban debacle before, Kennedy had let Dulles go down, and he couldn’t afford to give Dulles another stick.

Greetings at the same time, Allen Wilson are wondering, to take out Kennedy among the forces, Dulles is not among them? Not that it wasn’t possible.