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468 CAIRO TO DAMASCUS what America—my America—had meant to me ever since I had first left these shores so many years ago. What had America meant to me? It had given me opportunities for growth unknown in the Old World. It had provided me with friends, infinite and staunch, impossible to cultivate in the small nationalistic islands of Europe. One could always be sure of loyal supporters in America, despite the enemies one made; always be sure of an audience despite those who sought to shout one down. One could always aspire to reach the top in the New World, because there was always room at the top. America, thank God, was no blind-alley country; there was always a tomorrow, always a sunrise to herald a new day. The promise of a future was with us, always. My faith in my country had been strengthened and renewed by what I had seen from CAIRO TO DAMASCUS. Even stronger than before was my conviction that in America the good outweighed the bad; that evil in all its ugly forms was combated constantly. This knowledge had spurred me to do my part, however little, in exposing those forces dangerous to democracy, as I saw them, wherever I saw them. This had strengthened my hope that, in our country at least, hate, bigotry, and other evils would ultimately disappear. . . . At the Athens airport, waiting for the plane that would take me home, I wandered about, still in this mood. On a bench I picked up a copy of the European edition of the New York Herald Tribune—the first American newspaper I had seen in weeks. I was brought sharply back to reality. Here were disquieting reports—reports of political conflicts, of fear and hysteria threatening to destroy our cherished freedoms, of subtle efforts to thrust authoritarianism upon our people on the pretext of fighting totalitarianism. I stood wondering: had I not already seen two worlds—the East and the West—wracked by dissension, by narrow nationalisms, by selfish interests? Was my country now beginning to travel the same paths? Were we—at a time when half the world was engulfed by tyranny—begin'