There is a time in the life of the successful dictator when he wakes up in the middle of the night thinking that there is nothing between him and the mob. "Where are my middle classes?" he is apt to cry. Something of this sort has been happening to Dictator Franco in recent years. Decay and dissension in the once-powerful Falange Party movement has emphasized Franco's lonely position as head of state, led him to seek a broader base for his regime. Thus he has dickered with the oldtime monarchists and permitted...
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