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Staring at him, seeking something in his face -- he could not tell what, and anyhow he had to watch the other cars -- she said, It's not funny. It really would have been like that. The U.S. would have been able to lick the Japanese. And --
How? he broke in.
He has it all laid out. For a moment she was silent. It's in fiction form, she said. Naturally, it's got a lot of fictional parts; I mean, it's got to be entertaining or people wouldn't read it. It has a human-interest theme; there's these two young people, the boy is in the American Army. The girl -- well, anyhow, President Tugwell is really smart. He understands what the Japs are going to do. Anxiously, she said, It's all right to talk about this; the Japs have let it be circulated in the Pacific. I read that a lot of them are reading it. It's popular in the Home Islands. It's stirred up a lot of talk.
Wyndam-Matson said, Listen. What does he say about Pearl Harbor?
President Tugwell is so smart that he has all the ships out to sea. So the U.S. fleet isn't destroyed.
I see.
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And Japan is defeated because there's no Pearl Harbor. Listen. Japan would have won anyhow. Even if there had been no Pearl Harbor.
The U.S. fleet -- in his book -- keeps them from taking the Philippines and Australia.
They would have taken them anyhow; their fleet was superior. I know the Japanese fairly well, and it was their destiny to assume dominance in the Pacific. The U.S. was on the decline ever since World War One. Every country on the Allied side was ruined in that war, morally and spiritually.
With stubbornness, the girl said, And if the Germans hadn't taken Malta, Churchill would have stayed in power and guided England to victory.
How? Where?
In North Africa -- Churchill would have defeated Rommel finally.
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And once the British had defeated Rommel, wholesale android tabletsthey could move their whole army back and up through Turkey to join remnants of Russian armies and make a stand-in the book, they halt the Germans' eastward advance into Russia at some town on the Volga. We never heard of this town, but it really exists because I looked it up in the atlas.
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Yin. A six. It was Peace.
Opening the book, he read the judgment.
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The great approaches.
Good fortune. Success.
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Yin. A six. It was Peace.
Opening the book, he read the judgment.
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The great approaches.
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Yesterday he had done wrong at the factory. Spouted the wrong kind of talk to Mr. Wyndam-Matson, who had a dished-in face with Socrates-type nose, diamond ring, gold fly zipper. In other words, a power. A throne. Frink's thoughts wandered groggily.
Yes, he thought, and now they'll blacklist me; my skill is no use -- I have no trade. Fifteen years' experience. Gone.
And now he would have to appear at the Laborers' Justification Commission for a revision of his work category. Since he had never been able to make out Wyndam-Matson's relationship to the pinocs -- the puppet white government at Sacramento -- he could not fathom his ex-employer's power to sway the real authorities, the Japanese. The LJC was pinoc run. He would be facing four or five middle-aged plump white faces, on the order of Wyndam-Matson's. If he failed to get justification there, he would make his way to one of the Import-Export Trade Missions which operated out of Tokyo, and which had offices throughout California, Oregon, Washington, and the parts of Nevada included in the Pacific States of America. But if he failed successfully to plead there. . .
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And now he would have to appear at the Laborers' Justification Commission for a revision of his work category. Since he had never been able to make out Wyndam-Matson's relationship to the pinocs -- the puppet white government at Sacramento -- he could not fathom his ex-employer's power to sway the real authorities, the Japanese. The LJC was pinoc run. He would be facing four or five middle-aged plump white faces, on the order of Wyndam-Matson's. If he failed to get justification there, he would make his way to one of the Import-Export Trade Missions which operated out of Tokyo, and which had offices throughout California, Oregon, Washington, and the parts of Nevada included in the Pacific States of America. But if he failed successfully to plead there. . .
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When the war ended, there he was, on the Japanese side of the settlement line. And here he was today, fifteen years later.
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