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Trudeau and his Cabinet. East-West issues provided the main point of contention, as I had thought they would. Mr Trudeau’ line was that technicians had taken over arms control negotiations from the politicians, and that this was why they were getting nowhere. I did not agree. After all, disarmament talks were bound to be highly technical: if we got the technicalities wrong we would be in trouble. However, Mr Trudeau developed his theme, arguing that the shooting down of the South Korean Airliner by the Soviets — with the loss of Canadian lives — on 1 September also demonstrated the dangers when politicians were not in command. He understood that the aircraft had been shot down on the orders of a local military commander without reference to Moscow. I replied that what this really showed was that the Soviet command structure and rules of engagement were unsound, because these should not have allowed an aircraft to be shot down without political direction. What liberal leftists like him seemed unable to grasp was that such acts of brutality as the shooting down of a civilian aircraft were by no means uncharacteristic of the communist system itself.

Later that morning I had a private meeting with Mr Trudeau. We discussed international affairs — Hong Kong, China, Belize — but most interesting for me was his impression of Mikhail Gorbachev, of whom I had heard but whom I did not yet know. Mr Gorbachev had visited Canada earlier in the year, under the pretext of examining Canada’ agricultural achievements but really with a view to discussing long term security questions. Pierre Trudeau had found him sticking to the conventional line as regards the INF negotiations, but without the blinkered hostility which characterized the other Soviet leaders. Mr Gorbachev had apparently been prepared to argue and make at least verbal concessions. I did not at this time foresee the importance of Mr Gorbachev for the future. The conversation served mainly to confirm my view that we must persuade the new Soviet leader, Yuri Andropov, to visit the West. How were we to make a proper assessment of the Soviet leaders if we did not have personal contact with them? Still more important, how were we to persuade them to see further than their own propaganda if we never showed them what the West was really like?

After lunch I had my first meeting with Brian Mulroney. Mr Mulroney was undergoing that most misleading of experiences — a political honeymoon. He was charming and charismatic but he lacked any real political experience. It was to his credit that he fully realized this and at his request I spent most of our time talking about my own experience of Opposition and government. Brian Mulroney and I were to become good friends, though we were very different sorts of politician and were to have some serious disagreements. As Leader of the Progressive Conservatives I thought he put too much stress on the adjective as opposed to the noun.

The speech I delivered to the Canadian Parliament that afternoon went very well. It was a more powerful defence of values and principles than they were used to hearing from their own Government and was interrupted by frequent applause. Apart from one or two MPs, I received a standing ovation which included members of the Diplomatic Corps. This itself provided an interesting vignette of attitudes behind the Iron Curtain: the Soviet, Czech and Bulgarian Ambassadors remained rooted to their seats, while the Hungarian and the Pole rose enthusiastically to join the applause.

That evening a dinner was given for me by Mr Trudeau in Toronto. A problem I was to find throughout this visit first surfaced acutely on this occasion. The dinner was preceded by a walkabout through a large crowd of Liberal Party supporters and the guests at the dinner itself seemed similarly partisan, though very welcoming. Although it was polite and friendly, Mr Trudeau’ speech emphasized the political differences between us. As he spoke, I took notes and used these as the basis of my off-the-cuff reply which took the form of a forthright defence