That's a fine review, David. Jimmy and I spent two weeks in Greece in August 1973. In every village square Papadapoulos speeches blared away. Nai posters were plastered everywhere. The Frenchman in the adjacent room at Delphi gave me a bisquit with Papadopoulos (a large confectioner) embossed round its rim: "Et aussi les petits gateaux!" he said. Nixon's foreign policy was actually pretty sound (China, the USSR, Vietnam, the big things), but he was fatally fond of tin horn dictators. One hour after we left the TWA departure lounge, the Black Septembrists sprayed it with machine guns, and everyone assumed we were dead until we arrived in New York. Terrible times, but Delphi, Apolloni Anakti, and the Kastallian Spring are with me forever.
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