In which apologies to A.A. Milne are in order Very recently, Mùchén, a low-level but goodhearted Chinese administrator of very little brain in the Ministry of National Defense was admitted through a red door to the office of The Minister. “Good morning, Minister,” he said. “Good morning, Mùchén,” said The Minister. “I wonder if you’ve got such a thing as a balloon about you?” “A balloon?” “Yes, I just said to myself coming along: ‘I wonder if The Minister has such a thing as a balloon about him?’ I just said it to myself, thinking of balloons, and wondering.” “What...

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