<blockquote>General Douglas MacArthur was in charge of the defense of the Phillipines at the time of the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbour. Immediately after the attack, he spent three days locked in his room, refusing to come out, instead of organising the defense of the islands. Before those three days, he was a pretty good general. After them, he was a military genius without comparison. The assumption of this poem is that he spent those three days fighting wars in Faerie.</blockquote>
