Fail-Safe by Eugene Burdick

Author:Eugene Burdick [Burdick, Eugene]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-0-7953-3435-1
Publisher: RosettaBooks
Published: 2013-01-14T16:00:00+00:00

10

THE BRIEFING

1000 HOURS

There was a sergeant standing at the door of the conference room. He saluted Black as he approached.

“General, they have moved the conference to the Big Board room,” the sergeant said. He shrugged before Black asked the question. “I don’t know why, General. Scuttlebutt is that the Secretary of Defense is going to be there. That draws the flies, so they needed more room.”

Black smiled at the ramrod-straight sergeant’s jazzy lingo (probably a college boy “doing his time”), turned and almost bumped into General Stark. Stark had heard the sergeant. The two men started off for the elevator which would drop them down into the suspended concrete cube hundreds of feet below the Pentagon.

“I think Swenson wants to see Wilcox in action,” Stark said. “I hear that he doesn’t think Wilcox was the best choice for SecArmy, so he may be along to roast him a bit.”

“Maybe,” Black said, but he doubted it. Swenson would size up a new man but not roast him.

The briefing was for Wilcox, the new Secretary of the Army, but beyond that Black did not try to follow Stark’s logic. Stark was a contemporary of Black’s, they were both young generals on the way up, but they were very different. Stark had made his way politically. He was quick, but he relied on the brilliance of others to form his career. Black had concluded that Stark would have made general on his own talents, but he enjoyed the Machiavellian role. He traded in gossip, inside dope, and a prescience for what would happen in the future. Stark’s being political was not because of laziness or doubts of his own ability. Indeed he worked with great energy and had ability, but he loved the intricacy of personality conflict, was fascinated with the struggle between powerful men. Had he been dull, he would have been a superb manager of prizefighters. Being brilliant, he was a manager of men with ideas. Stark had discovered Groteschele and had managed his career beautifully. As Groteschele became famous Stark became a general officer.

“I read your memo on counterforce credibility the other day,” Stark said to Black. He paused. “I don’t think Groteschele is going to discuss that today.”

Black nodded. It was Stark’s way of requesting that a subject be ruled off-limits. He was meticulous in mentioning these informal limitations. Stark played a hard and very tough game, but he played by the rules. Once when he was a chicken colonel a classmate had leaked an item to Drew Pearson. Stark, Black realized, was really morally outraged. He had systematically and with the certitude of a Torquemada broken the colonel’s career.

“O.K., but what I said in the memo about credibility still holds,” Black said. “It’s damned nonsense to spend billions of dollars to develop a ‘military posture’ which might or might not be credible to the Russians. Who needs more muscle now? Neither side. It gets down to a guess in a psychological game, Stark. This thing of piling bombs

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