Well, it's definite. No Reds. Just like Uncle George said at Thanksgiving, the typhoons arrived before the Communists were ready for anything like an invasion across the Straits. We've had the first of the season and the Reds have gone for Hainan. We cacn count on no more South Seas invasions till at least, the Fall. At which point, if Hainan is any guide, it'll be curtains for Peanuts and the Koumintang. It's just too much to expect the northerners to cross the mountains in the summer and span the waters in one winter, and this island will be brought beneath communist Heaven under the eyes of the Goddess of Mercy.
Yes, I'm wasting a lot time around here shooting the breeze with practically everybody but Koumintang officers, including an old folk musician who is tickled that I want to hear the old Hakka songs that Uncle George butchers. I was going to share my version with Ronnie, but got the best glare you can give by trans-Pacific phone call, and fair enough when we're spending our retirement money on the calls.
So, around here, we haven't had a coup, we haven't had (much of a) purge, and we haven't had an invasion. We're all watching the invasion of Hainan, and everyone's calculation is about just when and how to jump. I've been firmly instructed to shut up and soldier (by Uncle George, not my CO, since I know you're worried). So all I can do is look forward to furlough in Hong Kong. I'm trying to wrangle a flight down to Singapore to see the other side. Ronnie's coming out in July, probably just before you, and there's rumblings that our subscriptions might be freed from the Post Office purgatory as soon as next month.
I know Mother will complain that she's not hearing from me when I have so much time, etc. So I've sent her a big long letter, regular post, with snapshots of picturesque Formosa. And then another one, and . . At that point, I decided to stifle myself, as I've been warned (by Uncle George), that loneliness and inactivity can loosen the tongue and make you say things you regret.
Your Loving Son,
Time, 1 May 1950
One writer is scared for the defence of Europe from the communist hordes unless we ship them plenty of guns. Another lives near Boston and doesn't like Boston papers. J. M Tomkins is appalled about a farmer who grosses $90 grand on his onion crop under price supports because that's a lot of money for a $3000/year schoolteacher and price supports are bad because Americans spend up to a third of their income on food. Several correspondents miss all the sparrows there used to be, back when there were horses everywhere. Everyone is happy about the Ted Williams article although there seems to be an argument about whether a picture in it is actually Ty Cobbs. Americans agree that the situation in Ireland is not ideal but not about why, or what to do about it, because it is mainly religion and that makes everybody sore. Supposedly. It's money, everybody! Religion is just a cover story!Senator Glen Taylor never reads Time and is upset about a bit about him.
Our Publisher reminds everybody that Time's "morgue," or research library, is a big deal that employs 18 graduate librarians, including 4 men.
"Eyes on Berlin" Dean Acheson invited Styles Bridges over for tea, and told him that there's trouble brewing in Burma, Korea, and, above all, Berlin. Sometime in May, the Commies are going to march a million youths right up through the western part of Berlin, and America has to be ready to stop them with "water-hoses, tear gas --and then, if necessary, machine guns." Well, if there's anything old Styles likes, it's machine-gunning idealistic German students, so Styles was all smiles, and has so far left off sabotaging the President's foreign policy for weeks now. That's bipartisanship!
"Steady On" Dean Acheson says that in the old days, the Secretary of State just wrote letters to foreign dignitaries, and that was the United States speaking, and that was that. But now it's all charges and counter-charges "rocketing past each other." Specifically, the Americans say that the Russians shot that Privateer down over international waters, and want punishment for the fighter pilots and an indemnity. The Russians say it was a B-29, not a Privateer, and that they caught it taking pictures over Latvia. Well, now the Swedes have found another life raft out to sea, which shows that the plane was shot down over the water, as the Americans said (not necessarily the same thing as international waters, though!) and that the Russians might have machine gunned the liferaft. The US is also fighting with the Czechs, accusing them of forcing Katherine Kosmak of the US Information Service to marry a Czech national and renounce her US citizenship, which sounds ver medieval. On the other hand, the Czechs want the US ambassador recalled for "inducing" Information Service employees to spy, and the closing of two US Information Service offices. The US will comply, and retaliate by closing the Czech consulate in Chicago. And if that's not enough, the four powers are fighting over appointing a new governor of Trieste.
"Sunday Punch?" OPERATION SWARMER will be a combat drop by 32000 paratroopers followed up by a cargo plane supply lift, to show that a strategic island base can be captured from the air. The troops will come from the 82nd and 11th Airborne, both down to reduced strength, so this is all the "Sunday punch" that America can mobilise in the first hours of a new world war. Apart from extinguishing civilisation under a hail of atom bombs, that is. Time is very disgruntled that there is only enough air lift to drop the paratroopers a regiment at a time. It notes that America is spending $12.5 million on guided missiles this year, and $14 million on price supports for peanuts. But what about Peanut?
"Man of the World" The President flew down to Georgia and then Florida and back all in one day because he had to inspect some army and air force stuff and also has to hire 300 new top executives by next year, although he wasn't actually doing anything about that on this trip. Time just thought it would mention it, because it goes with the title.
"Of Cells and Onionskins" Owen Lattimore and Louis Budenz were before the Tydings Committee in the Senate building this week, where Budenz told the Committee that although the Institute of Pacific Relations wasn't Communist, but was Communist-infiltrated by Frederick Vanderbilt Field and Philip Jaffe, "[who] are to my knowledge Soviet espionage agents," and that there was a pro-Communist conspiracy to say nice things about them in China Today, and that Lattimore was in the conspiracy. Budenz got a bit shifty after that, and Lattimore sent General Elliott Thorpe to the stand to defend him, but it's still Lattimore's word against Budenz, while Joe McCarthy was off to the American Society of Newspaper Editors to demand that Ambassador Philip Jessup's security clearance be taken away, and denouncing General Marshall for being "pathetic and completely unfitted" to be "Secretary of State." Just to even it up, Secretary Acheson compared McCarthy to the Camden mass murderer. On a more entertaining note, Hebert Nelson, "the $25,000-a-year executive vice-president of the National Association of Real Estate Boards," famous for saying that the postwar housing shortage didn't exist and was just an "overconsumption of space," and that Senator Taft was a Communist because he supported public housing, is in trouble for writing a letter saying that democracy stinks, that women shouldn't vote, and that only direct taxpayers should vote. The Real Estate Board is upset that people have been going through Nelson's correspondence, but so what, because he's terrible.
"Steamboat Comin' Roun' de Bend" Senator Paul Douglas has been holding up the rivers and harbors bill for two weeks trying to get rid of some wharves and this and that to the tune of $840 million in a $1.5 billion bill because they are "pork." Why should the government pay to dredge Detroit Harbour when Detroit Edison is the ony beneficiary? Americans just like hearing steamboat whistles. Almost a third of his savings come from cutting off the Pick-Sloan development. Since he was comprehensively outvoted on every single one of his amendments, you have to wonder whether this was a news story worth two and a half columns, but to that Time has two answers. First, it dug up some economist who thinks that the national debt might hit $267 billion; and, second, Senator Douglas is just so dreamy with his baby blue eyes and handsome jaw. Also, Governor Strom Thurmond has introduced a bill giving South Carolina voters a secret ballot, and the post office is cutting deliveries and firing or furloughing 10,000 workers to meet its $551 million deficit, and the President is still pursuing his "vendetta" against Roger Slaughter, who never done nothing wrong, honest, your honour, and anyway there's a groundswell for Ike, so Truman is out in '52 anyway. Only two years to go!
The Chrysler strike continues, Jack Grant, a Los Angeles-area businessman tried to buy life insurance for his wife and three kids and then load them aboard a DC-3 along with a bomb so that he could escape bankrupty and marry the stewardess who was the mother of his three-year-old son. The bomb
|From David Serlin, Replaceable You; Engineering the Body in Postwar America|
|The things you learn: The Kongsi republics|
|"His relationship with the eminent chair of surgery was often fraught |
with difficulty, but he directed the division of medicine with
creativity, pursuing his special interest in cardiology."
|St. Olaf's, Quatsino: Parochial school, one room schoolhouse and residential school, all in one. |
|The actual article is even more ridiculous because it's delivered straight. Wikipedia (italics mine): Henry Clay Frick (December 19, 1849 – December 2, 1919) was an American industrialist, financier, union-buster, and art patron. He founded the H. C. Frick & Company coke manufacturing company, was chairman of the Carnegie Steel Company, and played a major role in the formation of . . . U.S. Steel . . .. He also financed . . . the Pennsylvania Railroad and the Reading Company, and had extensive real estate holding . . . . a. He later built the historic neoclassical Frick Mansion (now a landmark building in Manhattan), and upon his death donated his extensive collection of old master paintings and fine furniture to create the celebrated Frick Collection and art museum. However, as a founding member of the South Fork Fishing and Hunting Club, he was also in large part responsible for . . . the catastrophic Johnstown Flood.|
|Since you already know everything the Internet knows about Deeping and the novel where an Englishman|
goes back to Roman Britain, here's a link about Cyril Hume.
|A2D. The engine never worked. |
|I stole this picture from Historynet which says that Eddie Rickenbacker forbade his pilots from calling it the "Connie," because it sounded effeminate. That's a tell, Rickie. |
|The nose.. |
|Steak plus crabmeat plus Hollandaise plus asapragus. What's not to like?*|
|Not to dwell on the point too much, but they're finding this stuff while trying to build an H-bomb. I really feel like we're understating the wild craziness of Fifties atomic physics. |
|A cut from the linked Nebraska History article. Peru Teacher's|
College had fewer than 250 students and was threatened with
closure due to the end of the GI Bill enrollment boom.
|Most of Spencer's work was drivel about his sexuality, (especially his insecurities) the trauma of war, his deep sense of spirituality, etc etc la de da. But in the war years he got into some meaty stuff. i've scraped this from Wikipedia because I prefer the page composition to the separate Wikimedia image files. The "Shipbuilding on the Clyde" series is held together at the IWM because no other museum wanted to display them together, but Glasgow has since come to its senses and displays them at the Riverside Museum on biannual rotation. |