THE NATION: Forebodings

To a sweltering Congress last week, it seemed as if the whole wide Western world was demanding: "Daddy, I'm tired, carry me."

The feeling was probably as unreasonable as the weather, but it was just as inescapable. For daddy too was tired. His back ached from the strain, he was feeling economic chills, and he was running into debt. Life was just one crisis after another, bearing ugly, stubby nicknames like ERP and MAP.

For a while, in the first hopeful months of Marshall Plan aid, Congress was able to congratulate itself...

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