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Ian Halloran continued arguing some point with vehemence, his face flushed. "berserkChernyholocaustnever stand for itnot at all wise" She should be listening carefully, but his words ran together, without meaning. He was a product of western Canada, one of the few Westerners ever to succeed to the post of prime minister. His Irish ancestry had given Halloran a florid complexion, reddish hair, and a spray of freckles across the nose not unlike Anna's own. He was a man of extremes, known as much for his fits of anger as for his charm. Canadian women tended to adore him, and he had a considerable following among younger Canadian men, But the "Canadian question," as it had for so long, loomed in the backgroundthe new constitution, and what it meant to the provinces as opposed to the central government in Ottawawith not much progress being made. And the Quebecois ''distinct society" mess, now taken up by the native tribes. How had Mordecai Richler described himself? Montreal born and bred, religion Jewish, but in the Quebecois nomenclature, a nonvisible minority Anglophone. Ludicrous. Problems without solutions, she thought wearily, paralyzing the political process. |
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Anna looked at President Caidin with curiosity. A sellout to the establishment, Jake Neville had called him. Once Caidin had been an avowed student radical and idealistic progressive. Under that facade, Jake had contended, the man was only an American political hack, an empty vessel for any idea that appealed to powerful segments of the voting public, a pollster's dream. So far, neither man had impressed her with his wit or wisdom. American politics appalled her. The police actions in Grenada and in Panama, the air raid on Libya, all seemed gratuitous brutality, pure adventurism. Surely each of those situations could have been solved by skilled diplomacy, rather than by force. The Gulf War with its periodic reignition was another example of the failure of reason. |
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Morgan was absolutely wrong, she decided, thinking back to their conversation about the role of the military. If you had it, you would use it, as the saying went, or lose it. If no one |
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