It is a city obsessed with fears that never materialise, with kidnaps that never happen and plots that come to nothing; a city of Allied and Axis spies and their informers, feeding on false information in an endless and largely futile cycle of bribery, blackmail, rumour and counter-rumour: a city, in short, so morally bankrupt that even the Duke and Duchess of Windsor do not seem out of place.
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Sentence of the day
In the 31 December
issue of the Spectator, David Crane reviews
Lisbon: war in the shadows of the City of
Light, 1939-1945 by Neill Lochery, and describes the wartime atmosphere of
Portugal’s capital under the dictator Salazar:
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