Word: marshallizing
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Clark's first concern was food. He informed Marshal Ivan S. Konev that he intended to raise the daily calorie level to 1,550 as soon as possible. But, he added, "I know how I would feel if we had been in here first and you came in and immediately raised the food level. It would seem like a deliberate slap in the face. For that reason, I intend to do it gradually." Ever since then, Clark has hammered away at the Russians to maintain decent rations...
Clark quickly learned how to use the Russians' obvious weaknesses. When they seized the Zistersdorf oilfields, he innocently inquired during a Council session: "Supposing we consider pig iron. Do you need any?" The interpreter snapped back: "Marshal Konev wishes General Clark to know that the Soviet Union does not need pig iron from anyone." Replied Clark quietly: "All right then, let's take the case of oil." The Russians, who never admit publicly that the Red Army needs oil, agreed to let almost the entire Zistersdorf output go to cover Austria's own needs...
...decade ago he began to learn. From Marshal Badoglio's observation post on a green African hillside, he watched Fascist bombers and blackshirts cut the Negus' forces to pieces. The Ethiopians' valor in the murderous battle of Amba Aradam made no immediate impression on his political consciousness. He came out of the campaign with an Italian War Cross, and no idea that he had witnessed a rehearsal for World War II. "The right or the wrong of it did not interest me greatly," he confesses...
When our barns are full. Two and a half hours after the Bierut mission took off to return to Warsaw, Marshal Tito of Yugoslavia arrived at Moscow's Central Airport. Resplendent in visored garrison cap with a gold MacArthurian band of "scrambled eggs," dress-blue tunic and breeches, polished black cavalry boots and white doeskin gloves, he too stepped to the airport microphone, said: "The peoples of Yugoslavia have seen that in the Soviet Union they have a most sincere friend and most reliable defender...
...Died. Marshal Ion Antonescu, 63, premier and puppet führer of wartime Rumania; before a firing squad; at Jilava Prison near Bucharest. French-educated Antonescu, motivated more by hatred of Russia than by love for Germany, reduced Rumania to a Nazi satrapy, then tried in 1944 to conclude an armistice with the Western powers, failed, was trapped and imprisoned by King Michael...