So, after enormous fanfare and intense press coverage, the hot War with Holland was revealing its rickety underpinnings as a phony war. The President had whipped the nation into frenzy, and strengthened his own hand, and ended the Emergency. He had made his pet proles into a nationwide dandruff of cellular-toting miniature Robespierres. That was an impressive series of accomplishments, more than anyone had dared to hope for. Now the smart money had it that the War would soon be folded up and put away.