It would be great if a kind of political correctness could be formed. Alan Wilson did not want to use the word prison to describe it, although it is actually a similar method.
There are differences in details, but the purpose is the same. To be fair, if the Qing Dynasty did not have a very narcissistic Qianlong, the level of literary prison would be similar to other dynasties. But with Qianlong's existence, it is so much higher than other dynasties in this field.
First gear.
Alan Wilson put my advanced experience of the Qing Dynasty into the distinguished federal senator through the four-color threat package.
"We in the UK will not be able to eliminate the Soviet Union's infiltration in a short period of time, and the United States still has an environment in which it can correct similar mistakes." From time to time, Alan Wilson also performed a show, saying that Britain is already in trouble, and the future of the world is in the hands of the United States.
Still quite lonely.
This performance of deliberately killing the thieves and being unable to save them made McCarthy even feel a hint of sympathy, and he asked, "Allen, I can keep it secret. Are you dissatisfied with the current British attitude towards the Soviet Union?"
An alcoholic said he could keep a secret? Alan Wilson looked deeply at McCarthy, who seemed to be making him laugh, but still nodded indifferently.
Of course! Of course not. Why would a civil servant oppose the Labor Party's nationalization policy? Isn't that a betrayal of the civil servants as a group? Some people think that they manage too many things?
Even if Alan Wilson were not mentioned, the United States would still be on the path to political correctness, but it would be the exact opposite path.
With McCarthy's manipulation, could Black Lives Matter disappear from the very beginning? Impossible. The current black population in the United States is close to one-tenth, and this ratio is not something that can be easily suppressed in any country.
Even countries with a tradition of centralized power cannot directly solve everyone as they did in ancient times. The United States does not yet have this ability. The United States' ability to suppress internal affairs is very poor compared to Eastern European countries, not to mention China.
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Of course, as the source of the United States, the United Kingdom's skills in this area are not very good, and they are just about the same as the traitors.
But the difference is that Alan Wilson said it was the United States that could come in time, but in fact it was the United Kingdom that could come in time. The United States already has one-tenth of the black population in the country, and the United Kingdom does not yet. As long as the fence is tightened, it will not fall to the United States.
fate.
Now it is too late for the Republican Party to use its brains on black people. It will only make the ethnic confrontation in the 1960s more intense. But I don’t know how intense it will be with Alan Wilson’s blow.
As a federal senator, McCarthy still had a lot to do, but he felt that this trip was worthwhile. He established a deep friendship with Alan Wilson and also had his own ideas on how the Republican Party could turn around.
Of course, it was McCarthy's own idea. Alan Wilson did not dare to take credit for this. He hoped that the friendship established with McCarthy through alcohol would become more lasting as time goes by.
After McCarthy left, Alan Wilson stayed in Los Angeles and started a two-person world with the British baby.
Of course, he did not forget about work. As a top student at Oriental College, Alan Wilson took the time to submit an assessment report on the necessity of kneeling in a major civil war. The expert position must be stable.
"When the Americans kneel down in the Korean War, I will make a judgment on the combat effectiveness of the United States from multiple angles and levels." Alan Wilson believes that bearing humiliation at this time is for the sake of accumulation in the future.
One war is not enough. When the United States kneels down in the Vietnam War, it can basically be concluded that the combat effectiveness of this upstart is not good and is not as good as the old European imperialism. I hope that the European colonial countries will still have enough cards left by then.
Kneeling twice in a row, I believe that even the Americans themselves should doubt whether their combat effectiveness is as strong as they boast. This is an opportunity for the Soviet Union to attack in an all-out way, and it is also an opportunity for the European colonial countries.
Vivien Leigh's friends are all beautiful. This is Alan Wilson's intuitive impression. After all, women who work hard in Hollywood must be outstanding.
"Ellen, we want to walk around. Didn't you say yesterday that we wanted to walk around? Lana has a yacht. Let's walk around California first, and then go out to sea?" Vivien Leigh saw a man of the same status as her husband.
Coming down, he immediately greeted me from behind, "What do you think?"
"Okay!" Alan Wilson was a little surprised, and then an idea flashed in his head, "I heard that there is a valley near Los Angeles. I haven't been there yet. How about going there and taking a look."
"San Fernando Valley?" Joan Bennett was a little disappointed. It was just a small town with nothing to see. "It's better to go to Puerto Rico. That's a good place for vacation."
As a consul, Alan Wilson certainly has freedom, but why not go to Puerto Rico for vacation?
"Let's go to the San Fernando Valley first, and then go to Puerto Rico for vacation." Vivien Leigh looked at her group of best friends and asked, "Do you want to bring a male companion?"
Seeing the best friends shaking their heads, the matter was settled like this, which was enough to show Vivien Leigh's status in this group.
This gave Alan Wilson a sense of accomplishment. The British treasure who is in happiness today also has his own contribution.
From its appearance, San Fernando is a typically ordinary place, so there is nothing to write home about. While waiting for the bus to arrive, many of the travelers took advantage of this.
Take a break to change their position, massage their necks, light a cigarette, or have a few words with their neighbor.
But there were also a few people, mostly women with tender faces and white hands, who continued to look out the window, envious of the quiet and leisurely pastoral beauty of the suburban countryside. They wondered in their hearts what the social circle there would be.
What is it like? What is it like to be one of the residents here?
During the decades of development of San Fernando, I don’t know how many buses like this passed by every day. Moreover, to the passers-by who come and go in a hurry, this quiet, hidden and traditional appearance always seems strange.
It's so popular; and it's true that these buildings that are obvious at a glance are so pleasing to the eye and well-known to the world, because San Fernando is to Los Angeles what Lake Forest is to Chicago.
Scarsdale to New York City.
The San Fernando in the eyes of actresses like Vivien Leigh is just like Tu Yile. As a senior movie fan, the San Fernando in the eyes of Alan Wilson is far more well-known than Hollywood.
Since San Fernando became an official part of greater Los Angeles, without its own governmental autonomy, its boundaries have been defined by local business salesmen, real estate agents, and generations of weekly newspaper editors who saw and threw them away.
Working together has long been inconsistent and inconsistent.
In this environment, almost everything is king-sized. The houses, most of which are one-story pre-Civil War buildings or modern ranchers' homes, are very spacious and are located within a short distance.
Wide paved roads are built with setbacks of sixty feet or more.
I often see a fair-skinned blonde woman wearing Capri tight shorts, slipping into a car and driving away slowly; or a charming black-haired housewife wearing expensive Orlon
She is wearing a smock, standing on the front steps chatting with the head gardener; or a lady with a well-controlled figure, wearing white trousers, walking gracefully and skillfully in the manor.
Since arriving in the valley town, which is an ordinary town in the eyes of actresses, Ellen Wilson seems to have become extremely excited. This has brought about a consequence. Vivien Leigh lived an extremely comfortable life during her trip to the valley.
Although a certain British consul is suspected of being a softie, it doesn't matter. Just like Jin Yong has many novels with chivalrous spirit, but Alan Wilson only loves The Deer and the Cauldron, we, the British, have our own national conditions here.
When I left the Holy Land of San Fernando and felt the warm sandy beaches of Puerto Rico, the Battle of Tianwang Mountain in a certain country's civil war was also at its most intense. Chang Gong was already deeply disappointed with the students' level and went into battle himself, ready to let the whole world see.
How micromanagers fight.
At the same time, Ingrid Bergman guided her opponent to move the machine gun, and then let out a sigh of relief with a satisfied smile on her face.
For Alan Wilson, this trip was an arduous journey, as difficult as the gunman returning from the dead.
"Fortunately, I am young and can withstand it." Alan Wilson sighed very much, feeling that he had paid too much for the British Empire.
"Why did Lana Turner and Joan Bennett change into bikinis?" Ingrid Bergman hugged the man's body and asked suspiciously, "I remember when it first came out, we were the only ones wearing this kind of underwear."
"How could I know about you women?" Alan Wilson said unhurriedly, then tilted his head and looked at the Nordic goddess and said aggrievedly, "Ingrid, you don't doubt me, do you?"
"Why not? You have a criminal record. You used your power to force us when you were in New Delhi." Ingrid Bergman pinched Alan Wilson and said reluctantly.
"Hey, the pinch is broken. This will be seen by others." Alan Wilson was startled and quickly looked at the location where he was attacked. Then he took a deep breath. Fortunately, no evidence was left.
"Okay, I have also registered a film company through my friends in Paris, and will return to Europe to start a new life. Heidi will go with me!" Ingrid Bergman gently pinched the place where she just pinched, "The market in Hollywood is not improving.
, I want to go back and try my luck, can you make it easier for me?"
"No problem!" Alan Wilson swore, saying that he would give convenience to the Nordic goddess who knew everything.