In his grey-carpeted, leather-chaired office on the sixth floor of Tokyo's Dai Ichi (No. 1) Building, General of the Army Douglas MacArthur puffed at one of his 17 pipes (including five corncobs) and ran a careful eye over the words he had penciled on two sheets of blue-lined paper. Satisfied, he touched the buzzer, handed the sheets to an officer and said: "Have this released to the press."
What he had written was in keeping with the general's style and past performance: "In this hour of momentous import, national and international, temporal...
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