An old, bucket-seated C-47, its U.S. Air Force insignia still showing faintly through a poor Iranian paint job, settled to the landing strip at Masjid-i-Sulaiman last week and rolled up to the hangar line. Out stepped Hussein Makki, firebrand of Iran's three-man Oil Liquidation Board, for a look at what an oilfield is like.
Crowds yelled "Ahy Makki" ("Oh, you Makki"). A man with a butcher knife slit the throat of a trussed-up bull to show that Makki was truly welcome. Makki, briskly stepping over a pool of blood, got into a baby...
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