Most Alaskans have never seen a Secretary of the Interior close up, but they can visualize him instantly. He is a thin, watery-blooded, myopic creature who spends most of his time throwing messages from Alaskans into an incinerator, but occasionally he rings up the Army or Navy and gives them a few hundred more square miles of good territorial land.
On the other hand, most Secretaries of the Interior get a feverish feeling that they know too much about Alaska (Harold Ickes was there on his honeymoon, never went back). Alaska's 586,400 square...
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