"Of course. And in each one there's a damn little Chinaman who
speaks Russian, and thinks he's the star of some second-rate play. A
few words from him, and we're all going to burst into tears!
'Proletarian comrades of the great Soviet Union, the time has come
to return to the Chinese people, in a spirit of brotherly love, these
Siberian lands so long a part of their sacred ancestral home. Our
women, our children, our peasants stand before you, helpless and
unprotected, your brothers and sisters, here to open your eyes, to
show you the truth and reclaim what is theirs. Please don't shoot.
We're unarmed. We're just poor, humble folk trying to make our
way .. .' And blahblahblah, and more of the same! ... Well I'll tell
you, you have to watch out when you talk about poor, humble folk
to other poor, humble folk who haven't heard anything else but poor,
humble folk for some sixty-odd years. You might just take in a few,
don't you know!