Chapter 311 Truth Interview
"What should we do? William probably hasn't arrived yet, and we can't contact him." Gale spread his hands. To be honest, Sheffield was a complete villain who didn't do many good things but did a lot of bad things. But when this person did bad things, he thought clearly about the causes and consequences and various sequelae.
Just like he said, he knew exactly what bad things he had done, so he had to consider every step carefully. Doing bad things was not easy, and it was not easy to do directional blasting without blowing himself up.
Before leaving, Sheffield had come up with more than a dozen plans to deal with the public opinion, the government, women's rights activists, and the Yankees, just when the three of them were chatting. He was more attentive and detailed than any business he had ever done. Gail and McHale both had an illusion that if there had been such a person in the Confederacy, the Dixie people might not have lost. In fact, there was, but they were just unlucky. So the heirs of this generation should be cautious, the world is too dangerous.
"As for newspapers and media, William's newspapers have made arrangements. We just need to wait. Everything needs time to ferment." McHale shrugged, paused and whispered to Gale, "Speaking of newspapers, I just remembered that when William acquired the major newspapers, it seemed that the citizens were also very angry. It seems that many newspaper headquarters were smashed."
"That's right. They said those newspapers were unpatriotic and did not support the United States' tough stance against Britain." Gale suddenly realized something and said belatedly, "Now that I think about it, that time was almost a preview of this time. We were so stupid. This is not the first time William has done this."
Comparing this plan with the Venezuelan crisis a few years ago when the two had just returned to China, some things that were still unclear suddenly became clear. This was not the first time they had done this, and it was probably the second time they had manipulated public opinion to achieve their goals.
Of course, traditional newspapers have long been valued by industry giants, but this kind of attention usually involves investing in a newspaper with a high circulation. The newspapers in New York and Washington basically have certain supporters behind them. It’s not that the Sheffield family can’t get involved, but this generation of heirs found that the so-called media tycoons actually control a few influential newspapers in five or six cities, and such media tycoons are too easy to catch up with.
Taking advantage of the Venezuelan crisis, he used the issue of patriotism to fool those dung collectors and acquired his own media group.
"What's wrong? What's wrong with being careful when you go out? Huh?" Sheffield looked at the cruise ship moving in the distance through the ship window and explained confidently, "Do you think you have to give up safety just for a certain comfort?"
When the cruise ship departed from New Orleans and stopped in Havana, Sheffield quietly changed to the armored ship Havana, which was originally the battleship Haiti. What was wrong with that?
"You are such a big boss, but you go out with a carload of people. Now you are sailing on your own warship. People who know you are traveling here will think you are going to colonize." Edith Rockefeller sneered, obviously looking down on the slave owner's cautious attitude. "Are you afraid that the cruise ship will sink? If so, you should not board the ship in New Orleans."
"I dared to board the ship because no one knew whether I would board. Even if they knew I would board, they didn't know which ship I would board. But after leaving Havana, it was very easy to find out whether I was on the ship. A day of docking was long enough to plant a bomb. Out of caution, I changed to a trustworthy warship and continued my journey. What's wrong? Is this explanation in place?" Sheffield tilted his head, not thinking how shameful it was for him to be more cautious.
Besides, the slave owner really came from a colonial mentality. He might not think highly of Brazil, the eternal future superpower. In order to avoid being passive about whether he was being too cautious, Sheffield could only ask, "Have you talked to those women leaders?"
"When I returned to Chicago, I met with the two women leaders. Both women are now old, so some matters have been handed over to the Women's Committee." When it came to business, Edith Rockefeller no longer bothered about the small issue of whether the battleship was comfortable, and answered in detail, "They were very happy to hear that I wanted to support the women's movement."
"I think they are not too old, but are close to death! Maybe in a few years, women will really have the right to vote, and you can directly enter the Senate and become the spokesperson for women." Sheffield's tone was not polite at all to the two leaders of the women's movement. On the contrary, he asked Edith Rockefeller to see if she could fight for it. After all, if the feminist movement really brought some benefits, it would be better for the meat to rot in the pot.
"Can I be a senator?" Edith Rockefeller asked with great interest. She had not been interested in the women's movement, but if she could become a senator, she would pay attention to it.
"The probability of her becoming president is at least a hundred times greater than mine." Sheffield analyzed the current situation of the women's movement. In fact, many leaders of women's associations are now in their seventies or eighties. After all, the women's movement has a history of thirty or forty years, and there was no civil war when it first started.
The first generation of feminist movement leaders died a few years ago. The remaining two are both over 60 years old. Who knows, they will accept God's call and leave this dirty world. "Considering that you are only 30 years old, maybe you won't be too old to be a senator by then. Are you 30 years old?"
You could hear a pin drop in the cabin. Edith Rockefeller looked like she was struck by lightning. Her face turned red and white. She said in a depressed mood, "Well, do you think I'm old?"
"No, no! I didn't mean it. I was just joking. You can tell from my tone just now that I didn't expect you to be thirty years old. Doesn't this show that you have taken good care of yourself?" When Sheffield saw Edith Rockefeller's rare depressed look, he quickly stepped forward and hugged the woman's body to comfort her. "Age is not a problem. Many women are very mature when they are young, but they can stay young for many years when they are older. It has to do with your mentality. You should be more open-minded."
"You're not comforting me!" Edith Rockefeller asked seriously, glancing at Sheffield's face.
"With my wealth, I'm too lazy to lie to anyone, let alone you." Sheffield kissed Edith Rockefeller's red lips and consoled her. "I didn't mean it just now. I've been living without scruples for a long time. Having no scruples also proves that I'm an honest person and I won't lie to anyone."
"But you are using women's rights to deal with black people. Isn't that deceiving the public?" Edith Rockefeller tearfully exposed the hypocrisy of the slave owners. "Not only did you deceive, you deceived even more."
"I feel a sense of accomplishment when I deceive the public, but I don't feel that when I deceive individuals. You don't understand. How can I show my intelligence if I don't deceive them? Besides, the black people in the South have impacted the ruling status of us descendants of slave owners. Since I have discovered it in advance, I can't pretend that I didn't see it." Sheffield emphasized, "And I will definitely succeed this time. Do you know why?"
"Because black people do have the problems you mentioned?" Edith Rockefeller, who was being hugged, thought for a moment and gave her own answer, "Lying also has to be based on certain facts?"
"Of course this is part of the reason. Have you noticed that even among your Yankee community, the perception of black people is gradually declining? Even if you don't admit it in your heart, the votes don't lie, and the enthusiasm of black people to participate in politics is declining!" Sheffield tapped Edith Rockefeller's nose and whispered, "Give me some time, and the Yankees will reach a consensus with us on this issue."
"Whether most Yankees admit it or not, your thoughts on black people are the same as those of Dixie people, but you just don't say it out loud. Now I will give you Yankees a chance to criticize from a moral high ground, and the response will definitely be enthusiastic." Sheffield said confidently, "Just wait and see, I will definitely win this battle. Winning may be easier than fighting against commercial competitors. It just takes some time to lay the foundation."
It would take Sheffield at least a month. First of all, although the Chicago Daily Times was a major northern newspaper controlled by him, a slave owner, the instructions it received were to target the Dixie people rather than the black people. Every issue of the newspaper followed the investigations of women's rights activists in the South, and while reporting on the treatment of black women, it would occasionally ridicule the Democratic governments of the southern states. However, it struck a good balance and did not arouse criticism from the Democrats.
If Sheffield were in China, he might promote a few people from this newspaper to be senior staff of the media group, because there are not many blacksmiths who can control the heat, and this takes time to accumulate. After a few normal issues, at least near Chicago, the Chicago Daily Times has already hyped up the affairs of women's rights activists, attracting some Yankees who want to read Dixie and black jokes at the same time.
The Yankees had this dark heresy in their hearts that was more hateful than the pagans. Even though Sheffield was not in the country, he could have anticipated it long ago because he was that kind of person.
Finally, after the popularity was hyped up, the Chicago Daily Times decided to do a special feature and invited feminist activists to do an interview. The time was set for a month later. The title was Truth Interview, and a special feature would be done every week. All this completely ignited the enthusiasm of readers, who were eagerly looking forward to more explosive news.
(End of this chapter)
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