Americans were sick & tired of the word can't. They had heard it over & over: monotonous and nerve-jangling as a broken phonograph record: we can't attack until 1943; we can't get help to China; we can't open a second front; we can't get the raw materials.
Americans had listened patiently to the learned arguments of the can't-do-it experts. But now, at long last, millions of them were rebelling against the pessimists.
Center of the revolution was big, bald Engineer Henry J. Kaiser, whose motto has always been: Who can't? Kaiser had gone to Washington...