Chapter 1603: John Major

In the interest of taking a break and recuperating at the same time, Margaret Thatcher had decided to convalesce for a while and use a public holiday to vacation in Switzerland.

Alan Wilson, of course, was very much in favor of it, just as he also had to deal with some adjustments in the work of Newfoundland, the Newfoundland Crown Dependency is simply a modern pirate, which the Icelandic people feel quite deeply.

But have to admit that the luck of modern pirates is good, resolutely defending the fisheries resources of Newfoundland, to the eighties to look at the hands of the vast fishing grounds, a sense of pride came to life, what the shit Canada, and Newfoundland than the living conditions?

The construction of national telecommunications, the United Kingdom mainland dawdling, but in Newfoundland has been the first to complete, for which the United Kingdom also laid a submarine fiber-optic cable.

This is far from all, Alan Wilson has always known that there is oil in the sea near Newfoundland, when he was the chief executive, he hoped to use this to turn around the local economic situation, but has not been able to find. Eventually, laborers were mobilized from Malaya to plug the financial hole.

By now, Newfoundland, which is already rich, has finally explored the news of oil, and do offshore financial centers, tax havens, and hold one of the world’s four largest fishing grounds, and now even found oil reserves, considering the population of Newfoundland’s Hitchcock, Allen Wilson is jealous.

“Do you guess now Newfoundland will want to merge with Canada?” Taking the exploration documents, Allen Wilson passed them on to his wife, though there was no need for more than that.

Newfoundland had its own parliament and could have gone straight to Pamela Mountbatten to mine it, but it was still more prudent to fulfill procedural justice.

“Fifteen thousand per capita in the United States, thirteen thousand in Canada, and twenty-one thousand in Newfoundland, I wouldn’t think of a merger in my place.” Pamela Mountbatten also marveled at the luck of Newfoundland’s residents.

“You can’t count that way in resource areas, two years ago Saudi Arabia had eighteen thousand per capita. It dropped to fourteen thousand last year. Occupying more resources does happen, not to mention Newfoundland is an offshore financial center. There’s another world-renowned fishery.” Alan Wilson says the numbers don’t tell the whole story either.

Even a couple decades from now Saudi Arabia will be just over 20,000 per capita, not exactly a big dog, so why does it leave the impression that it’s a big dog? That’s because at this current time, Saudi Arabia is really a rich country, the oil crisis made Saudi Arabia in the eighties has a per capita income of nearly twenty thousand.

Resource countries have unstable incomes, but it doesn’t matter, Newfoundland itself, with such a small population, is perfectly capable of lying down, and it’s pathetic that the inhabitants lost the struggle so early.

“Let the daughter go, it was supposed to be the daughter who was running the gaming business now.” Pamela Mountbatten thought for a moment and decided to let her daughter go, as she got older her sense of enterprise was fading.

“Take Carol with you, the Prime Minister’s daughter tagging along will show the importance of London.” Alan Wilson suggested this, and the female prime minister hesitantly nodded in agreement.

The Speaker of the House of Lords, William Whitelaw, firmly demanded that Cecil Parkinson leave the House of Commons, showing that this scandal is far from being over, William Whitelaw’s appeal, but also supported by a group of Conservative Party MPs, as for the Labor Party that is even more to support.

After the general election, the leadership of the Labor Party was renewed: Michael Foot stepped down and the young politician Neil Kinnock was elected leader of the party. Thus, the Conservatives were faced with an opponent who was young, talented and extremely charismatic with the electorate.

Kinnock, a Welshman, was a skilled orator, particularly eloquent and lethal. With the passage of time and the practice of war, he gradually stood out in parliamentary debates, debating skills have reached a superb perfect climate.

And from Foote, Healey and other old generation of the abdication, the leadership of the Labor Party has been transferred to the hands of the new generation.

Seeing the internal strife within the Conservative Party, it is natural that the Labour Party will not stand idly by and focus its fire on Cecil Parkinson in the hope that this fan of Margaret Thatcher will disappear from the political scene once and for all.

“My goodness, but my friend, then again, it’s only now that I’ve come around that you’ve been lucky.” Alan Wilson, talking about the Cecil Parkinson scandal in front of Profumo, said that Profumo had picked up the slack, and that if the affair with the underage had been exposed, he would be the one facing that kind of lip now.

And it’s not just the underage issue, there’s also the fiasco with the Soviet side of it, so it’s only right that Alan Wilson should straighten up in front of Profumo.

“The Conservative Party is determined not to keep this kind of scum.” Profumo made his attitude clear that he must drive this black sheep out of politics.

“Well said.” Alan Wilson nodded his head in approval, “The Minister of Industry needs a trustworthy person to serve, I wonder if the Minister has a candidate to recommend a reliable person.”

“How about John Major, I have a good relationship with him.” Profumo put forward the candidate he had in mind, in fact John Major had entered politics rather late as well, even after Cecil Parkinson.

“Him? Not bad, a good candidate.” Alan Wilson heard that this is not the late Margaret Thatcher’s reign of the rebels, only the anti-not obvious, immediately agreed, should meet if free.

After Margaret Thatcher ended her sabbatical, the Cecil Parkinson scandal intensified and has been considered a new height of scandal in recent years.

Although Alan Wilson respected Cecil Parkinson MP on certain issues, the time had come to make a decision, “There is no other way but for him to leave politics now.”

“Does it have to be this way? Why can’t it be point blank?” Mrs. Thatcher didn’t want to drive her loyalists out of business, believing that internal and external enemies were too unsympathetic.

“If you win, you attack back, if you lose, you hold a grudge, my Prime Minister, and you have not been polite to the Labor Party, and naturally they will not be polite to you.” Alan Wilson frowned, this woman is also too double standard, look at how you treat your opponents, of course how they treat you, always pulling these have-nots, not open-minded at all.

Being connoted Mrs. Thatcher squinted at Alan Wilson and suddenly spoke, “I’m still a little uncomfortable these days.”

“The Prime Minister’s age shouldn’t be so bad, right?” Alan Wilson scanned Mrs. Thatcher’s abdomen with a skeptical gaze, could it be that there was a mountain to climb and that Greta Garbo was not the only one who was gifted? Did the Prime Minister also possess the strong physique of an athlete?

Giving the blind man a wink, Mrs. Thatcher taunted the Cabinet Secretary, “Perhaps the Peach Press hasn’t found a really suitable candidate.”

“If they were to find one they would surely find two, one person does not constitute a scandal any more than a slap in the face does.”

Alan Wilson wasn’t intimidated, but he had no intention of arguing with the Prime Minister and changed his tone to say, “It’s better to recuperate, and if you can’t do that ignore the accusations of the Labor Party, you’re a woman, what else can they do?”

A woman’s tone infuriated, Margaret Thatcher, the Prime Minister had to prove that she was no worse than anyone else, and decided to talk to Cecil Parkinson to persuade resignation for the time being.

In the face of a group attack, the Prime Minister could not keep harboring erring MPs, not to mention that Margaret Thatcher was also a woman, and a week later, Cecil Parkinson, who had left from the Minister of Industry, had understood that there was no way back but to announce his resignation from the political arena.

This is not a problem that can be solved by resignation, but immediately the poor pursuit of too obvious, Alan Wilson is and the new Minister of Industry, John Major, to discuss the development of British industry.

On this issue, Alan Wilson said the former industry minister believes that Britain should concentrate on the financial sector, but John Major does not mind, you can continue to plan along this line.

This left John Major with a bad taste in his mouth, the former Industry Secretary was so scandalized that he couldn’t even be an MP anymore, and he came into office to continue along the lines of someone who was scandalized?

“There is also a Whitehall program on the semiconductor industry, the development of electronic communications, the minister wants to take a look?” Alan Wilson, seeing that his opponent was not a fan of his predecessor, immediately switched to a different program.

Obviously the new minister can not follow the wrong line of march, of course it is the wrong line, otherwise how come the other party has left politics?

Just as the Cabinet Secretary was kicking away the stumbling block with a sense of humor, the Caribbean island nation of Grenada, also a member of the Commonwealth of Nations, burst into a coup d’état in which the head of the government, Maurice Bishop, was tragically assassinated, and the left-wing military men and women embraced the establishment of a new regime by Bernard Calder.

In the wake of the coup, the heads of neighboring Barbados and Dominica telegraphed for Britain and the United States to send troops to Grenada to help stabilize the situation there, lest there be a domino effect that would affect the stability of their own countries.

“Violate international law?” As if he had heard a joke, Alan Wilson said conspiratorially, “In the eyes of many countries, the Falklands War is an example of violating international law. Yet by not fighting it, you might not be Prime Minister now.”

“But Grenada had no interest. It’s such a small country and the country’s finances are not good right now.” Feeling that the Cabinet Secretary was connoting herself again, Mrs. Thatcher scowled and told the Cabinet Secretary to pay attention to the finances.

“Well that’s not without its solutions, I suggest legalizing the lottery, in fact Newfoundland has been running the Commonwealth’s welfare lottery for decades.” Alan Wilson spoke up, “But after all, the British mainland has banned it, so it only exists among the word of mouth of the citizen class, if it is promoted with modern technology, such as advertising on television, I believe that promoting it will not be difficult. Initially, it can be expected to be able to bring in more than a billion pounds a year.”

“Can there be so much income?” Mrs. Thatcher was taken aback, then said, “Thinking about it this way, Newfoundland must not have made a lot of money over the past few decades.”

“The Newfoundland Foundation is a lot bigger.” Alan Wilson laughed softly, “It’s not at all worse than Norway, which has amassed wealth with North Sea oil and gas.”