One night last week in his Bristol home, Professor Cecil Frank Powell, a Nobel-Prizewinning nuclear scientist, was packing his bags for a trip. He had been invited by the Foreign Office to lecture in West Germany on British nuclear research. His packing was interrupted by the doorbell. At the door, he was confronted by a policeman who said: "Will you please call Whitehall 7033 at once."
When Powell did so, he found himself talking to an apologetic Foreign Office official. The trip was off. "The lectures we sponsor have no political flavor,"...
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