STATE SECRETARY FOR THE RUSSIAN PROTECTOR IN THINGS AND IN MORAVA, PRAGUE, inv. 2048, sig. 109-7/55

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6.9 - 7 - The cultivation areas of the mulberry crops are to be reduced by 30 O00 to 500000 ha, the yield per hectare is to be set at 600 kg of cocoons, so that the total raw silk harvest will fall from 350 million kg (1940) to a maximum of 300 million kg. Previously, America alone took up about 210 million kg, which is increasingly falling. Roosevelt is anxious to get South America into his hand and thus into his boycott front. It's still boycott, tomorrow it can be Bloekade, the stacked powder can go off. Jewish solidarity, political desire for expansion, it's going to be the USA. Pretty soon, he'll be pushing his weapons into his hands. Mr Roosevelt was somewhat tied to his hands by the domestic political consensus, but the Iceland action shows that one wants to go over it now researchers. Whether the USA.-Janus throws his weight on the Atlantic or on the Silent Ocean, remains to be seen. As long as England lives, it should be regarded as an urgent problem with the Far East. Two fronts at the same time should hardly allow themselves USA. Timeless, historyless .. . . recognition of the Nanking government by the Axis powers! A secondary achievement on our part to Japan on its heavy Wege in China. His struggle is not only against Anglo-Saxon machinations and against Tschungking, his struggle must be about the mobi- lization of the Chinese out of their historyless passivity. A small characteristic excerpt from Michael's "roman of a journey around the world" may seem illustrative here: "The mass of the chinese people still lives in this dull drive. Two hands, two feet and a heart, what does life need more? They laugh and love, they sleep and eat. Only from the coasts has come a nuisance with the strangers, many machines and above all the clinste, the most determined, the clock. Because it changes the thoughts of time. It forces to measure the primordial material time, which is actually not worth measuring. So the movement of the millions from the coasts could drift away into the interior of the country like a flight, from the measurable time back into timelessness. As if a deep instinct told the masses: there you will be safe again, even if you must starve! For you have everything when you have time. Historyless, as in Confucius' day, the mass of people waved on the banks, over the water. Yet this same mass has carried great history through the centuries. Not in heroic activity, as Europe demands of its people, but through its mere existence, through the incorruptibility of the volcanic substance, by the invulnerability of its human values, which seemed to protect themselves in the concentration of hundreds of millions in the giant space. For sometimes what history holds to us as heroic is nothing more than the nameless, perhaps even unconscious courage not to go down, to endure until the hostile storm has erupted. But as if this mass, which can hardly be called a people, which should already be called humanity by the abundance of its characters, its languages and customs, - 8 -