.
The
octopus rubbing its tentacles with delight!
"Look
at that fat king of Egypt!"
the Communists said, and you all giggled like schoolgirls. "What
a terrible fellow!" the
Communists
sniggered, and you bleated
like silly sheep. Journalists and photographers, thinking only of praise
from some editor, stalked me mercilessly . . . and the Communistic propaganda
octopus rubbed its tentacles with delight!
Today
Egypt
lies under the uneasy dictatorship of an army. Nagiyb is a man who
holds a tiger by the tail. He must hold on, for he dare not let go. Next
there will be strikes and riots, and European property will be attacked,
and British and American bayonets will move, in-and with
a whoop of joy the Communists will distribute a flood of weapons
via Beirut (which is the HQ of Communist activities in the Middle
East.) And Korea No. 2 will be bloodily under way.
Will
you then remember the king whom your mockery destroyed? The monarch who
was your one sure rallying point against Communism in the Middle East?
Will you remember when the wall is down, whose thoughtless fingers scratched
the mortar out?
In
the archives of the British Foreign Office I am put down as being the first
ruler in the Middle East to give warning against opening the doors to Russia.
It was with actual tears in my eyes (for we Orientals are not ashamed
to weep when we are sincerely moved) that I begged the British
Ambassador at that time not to force my country to accept a Russian Embassy
in Egypt. But
Sir Miles Lampson, haughty and disdainful as always,
said, "Really, you Egyptians must realize that the Russians are our
allies!"
Those
of us who tried to see, further than our noses were called fifth columnists
at that time.
So
the Russians came into Egypt, all smiles and lavishly equipped with
money from Moscow. Before the Russians came, the Muslim Brotherhood
was not dangerous. They were poor religious fanatics. Then the Kremlin
filled their pockets, and the Muslim Brotherhood were able to step
from street corners to the ownership of newspapers, and to put spies in
high places.
Now
their coup is successful. The Muslim Brotherhood has grabbed the
power it lusted after. And it is now beginning to repay the Communists.
Nagiyb has appointed as his Minister of Propaganda a man named
Fathiy
Radwan, who is an ex-jailbird and a notorious Cairo Communist.
Today he is the official voice of Nagiyb!
When
Fathiy Radwan reads this, he will kick and wriggle
and deny. He will try to drown, me out with his costly propaganda machine,
for I am only one man. But it is true.
(Story continues
next week)
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