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Johnny:
Because o' Ted 'Eath.
CB:
You don't think it was because of '79, because of the Winter of Discontent?
All:
No.
Johnny:
That were a Labour government, weren't it?
CB:
Yeah, but that's why she was elected. She was elected because people were fed up with the unions.
Brian:
There's something to that. But that isn't the major one. I mean, my problem is, I think she's not very bright, as I've
pointed out, but I think she's single-minded, and I think that she saw, as John said, she thought,
Kill the miners' union—kill everything.
And that's what she did.
CB:
Do you think Britain's better off because of her?
Harry:
That's the problem, isn't it? You can't really know.
Johnny:
Not in my opinion. I think this country's knackered now. I think this man that we got in now has give the country away. In ten years, he's give a thousand years' advantage away. 'Orrible man. It's useless. No workers. What do we produce in this country? Nothin'.
CB:
But London is the world's financial capital.
Johnny:
London is crap. London is just full o' people that do nothing.
CB:
They make a lot of money.
John:
What for?
Harry:
Doin' nothing.
Johnny:
For fuck-all.
[
All speak, unintelligible
]
Johnny:
There's six million people in this country that shouldn't be here!
Brian:
And who are they?
Johnny:
Who are they! Crikey, there's thousands of 'em, isn't there?! They're comin' in droves, they're comin' in bloody droves, they shouldn't be 'ere! We don't need 'em. Make'em work! They made me work! Make their bloody kids work! Fetch conscription back! I don't want to see 'em 'ere, little shits! Bloody kids around 'ere . . .
[
Rooster crows
]
Johnny:
Want some raspberries from the garden?
Harry:
Ay.
Johnny:
Take a raspberry or two.
9
The Triumvirate
I stand before you tonight in my
Red Star
chiffon evening gown, my face softly made up and my fair hair gently waved, the Iron Lady of the Western world. A Cold War warrior, an Amazon philistine, even a Peking plotter. Am I any of these things? Well,
yes,
if that's how they wish to interpret my defense of values and freedoms fundamental to our way of life . . .
—THATCHER ADDRESSING FINCHLEY CONSERVATIVES IN 1976
189
On August 31, 1983, Korean Airlines Flight 007 lumbered aloft from Kennedy airport, refueled in Anchorage, and continued its journey westward toward Seoul. Most of the 269 passengers, I imagine, fell asleep as the plane chugged through the sky; perhaps a few insomniacs listened to show tunes or traditional Korean folk
music on the audio system. Among them were twenty-three children and sixty-three American citizens, including an American congressman. They were unaware that their pilot had made a navigational error and strayed into Soviet airspace.
Kornukov:
Gerasimenko, cut the horseplay at the command post, what is that noise there? I repeat the combat task: Fire the missiles, fire on target 60–65. Destroy target 60–65.
Gerasimenko:
Task received. Destroy target 60–65 with missile fire, accept control of fighter from Smyrnykh.
Kornukov:
Carry out the task, destroy! . . . Shit, how long does it take him to get into attack position, he is already getting out into neutral waters! Engage afterburner immediately. Bring in the MiG–23 as well . . . While you are wasting time it will fly right out.
Titovnin:
805, try to destroy the target with cannons.
Osipovich
: I am dropping back. Now I will try a rocket.
Titovnin
: Roger.
Osipovich
: Roger, I am in lock-on.
Titovnin
: 805, are you closing on the target?
Osipovich
: I am closing on the target, am in lock-on. Distance to target is eight kilometers.
Titovnin
: AFTERBURNER, 805!
Osipovich
: I have already switched it on.
Titovnin
: Launch!
Osipovich
:
Yolki Palki!
The target is destroyed.
190
The voices of the pilots who sent the civilian airliner plunging into the Tatar Strait were picked up by a National Security Agency listening station.
Yolki Palki
is a euphemistic rendition of the Russian curse
yob tvoyu mat,
meaning “Your mother has been fucked.”
The black box from KAL 007 was recovered. Suffice to say that the passengers' deaths did not come immediately.
Grey-faced, grim, and unyielding, the Kremlin's apparatchiks refused to admit error. They insisted first that the plane had crashed of its own accord, then admitted that their air force had shot it down, yes, but with ample justification, they said, for it had been a spy plane, dispatched by the United States as a deliberate provocation and a test of their air defenses.
Six days later, Ronald Reagan delivered one of the angriest speeches of the Cold War. Although his “Evil Empire” speech is better known, the text of this speech was in fact more belligerent, and given the context, far more minatory.
. . . Massacre
. . . crime against humanity . . . violating every concept of human rights . . . an explosion of condemnation by people everywhere . . .
savagery
. . . the Soviets still refuse to tell the truth . . . [It's] the Soviet Union against the world . . .
barbarism
. . . a society which wantonly disregards individual rights and the value of human life . . . seeks constantly to expand and dominate other nations . . . yes, shooting down a plane—even one with hundreds of innocent men, women, children, and babies—is a part of their normal procedure! . . .
inhuman brutality
. . . Czechoslovakia, Hungary, Poland, the gassing of villages in Afghanistan . . .
unspeakable act
. . . a righteous and terrible anger . . .
monstrous wrong
. . . we will remember [this] for the rest of our lives . . .
191
Thatcher made no effort to encourage Reagan to temper his rhetoric. Quite the contrary. “My views on the barbarity of this act,” she immediately wrote to him,
are completely at one with yours . . . This incident has vividly illustrated the true nature of the Soviet regime. Its rigidity and ruthlessness, its neuroses about spying and security, its mendacity, and its apparent inability to understand, let alone apply, the normal rules of civilized conduct between nations, have been an object lesson to those who believe that goodwill and reason alone will be sufficient to ensure our security and world peace . . .
192
Reagan's speech, responded the Kremlin, was a compilation of “obscenities alternating with hypocritical preaching.”
I remember these events well. I was fifteen years old. I remember our very serious discussions at school. Was this the beginning of the end? Would there be a nuclear war? Would we be more likely to survive if we left the city? Would we
want
to survive? The Soviets were clearly insane: They had just shot a civilian plane out of the air. But Reagan was insane, too: There was no way he would let this rest—just listen to him! Maybe we could go up to Canada? No good, we concluded; we would nonetheless perish in the nuclear winter. Besides, none of us had our driver's licenses yet.
Do you realize how close we really came to nuclear war that autumn? Most people don't. I didn't, until recently. Not long after the downing of KAL 007, NATO conducted a military exercise called Able Archer, simulating a nuclear launch. Reagan's response to the downing of flight 007 had so spooked the Kremlin that Soviet leader Yuri Andropov and his top aides believed Able Archer to be the preliminary to a genuine first strike. The KGB sent out a
molinya
—a flash message—to its operatives in the West, warning
them to prepare for nuclear war. Frantic, the Soviets readied their nuclear forces and their air units in Eastern Europe. Soviet fighter-bombers sat laden with nuclear weapons on the runways, on red alert, their engines roaring.
On September 26, Lieutenant Colonel Stanislav Yevgrafovich Petrov sat watch in the Serpukhov-15 bunker on a cold Moscow night. Shortly after midnight, red lights lit up the bunker: According to satellite data, a nuclear missile had been launched from the United States. Petrov stared at his computer screen in incredulity. It made no sense. Just
one
missile? Why? Against his standing orders, he decided not to press the button that would send this information up the chain of command and precipitate the launching of a massive nuclear counterstrike.
Then the satellite spotted a second missile.
Then a third.
Then a fourth.
Then a fifth.
Everyone in the bunker began screaming. Sweat poured off Petrov's face. According to the computer, they would all be vaporized within minutes.
By the grace of God, Petrov decided this
simply couldn't be happening.
He didn't know what was going on, but it just
couldn't
be what it seemed to be.
It just could not be.
He broke his orders outright and refused to press the button. The sirens wailed as the minutes ticked past. The bombs didn't fall.
Petrov was right, of course: It wasn't happening. The signals had been caused by a freak sunlight alignment. A lone Soviet lieutenant colonel prevented the Apocalypse. The Kremlin rewarded Petrov for breaking his orders by demoting him and sending him into exile, where he suffered a nervous breakdown.
193
“We had entered a dangerous phase,” Thatcher recalls in her memoirs.
194
One week after the downing of KAL 007, Thatcher convened a meeting of top-flight Sovietologists at Chequers. She asked the experts to present papers on the state of the Soviet Union's economy, its military doctrine, its power structure.
A recently declassified memorandum, written by J. L. Bullard of the Foreign and Commonwealth Office (FCO), summarizes the papers presented at the seminar. Overwhelmingly, the participants predicted no change of course in the Soviet Union: “The general message seems to be that the Soviet leaders do indeed face problems in a number of areas, but
not on such a scale as to compel them to change course drastically, still less change the system
.” This is underlined in the document, although it is not clear by whom—perhaps by Thatcher. One of the experts argued that “the enormous Soviet effort on defense is a dynamo rather than a millstone in the Soviet economy.” There was, apparently, one—and only one—dissenting view among the British specialists: “In a class by itself, it seems to me, is Michael Bourdeaux's paper, with its conclusion that we may one day see the collapse of the Soviet system from within.”
195
A second FCO memorandum recorded that the meeting considered “whether British policy should aim at, in the words used by the U.S. Secretary of State on 15 June, 1983, ‘the gradual evolution of the Soviet system towards a more pluralistic political and economic system.' The view was reached that the realistic possibilities of change in the Soviet system were such that it was very doubtful whether in the foreseeable future any substantially greater diversity could be expected.”
196
 
“I liked her immediately,” Reagan recalled. “She was warm, feminine, gracious and intelligent and it was evident from our first words that we were soul mates . . . ”
(Courtesy of the family of Srdja Djukanovic)
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