Harry Hopkins, and by extension, FDR. And with what I have read outlined below, it is no stretch to see the same types of treason in our dealings with Iran regarding the bomb from people like that POS John Brennan to Valerie Jarrett.
I have long wondered about Harry Hopkins and his influence, but until I read “Blacklisted By History” (by M. Stanton Evans, whose work and research is now apparently in the hands of Diana West, who pulls no punches.
I had, many years ago, acquired and read Senator Joseph McCarthy’s ghostwritten book “America’s Retreat From Victory The story of George Catlett Marshall”, and found it remarkable enough to buy a copy to replace one that had fallen into my hands, and at the time, even the dog-eared copy was expensive for a thin paperback.
I was not ready to accept any of that book at the time. It was too much for me. But after having read Ann Coulter’s book “Treason” which led me to Whittaker Chamber’s “Witness”, which led me to about a dozen books on this subject of Communist infiltration of the US Government, culminating in the M. Stanton Evans book “Blacklisted by History”, I had, over the years, lost my innocence on this. I no longer view General George Marshall in the same light I once uncritically did.
Anyway, I have for a couple decades wondered about the mysterious Harry Hopkins and his role. I just finished reading Diana West’s book “American Betrayal: The Secret Assault on Our Nation’s Character”. It is so disillusioning that I could barely get through it (and still have a little ways to go) but...as we see now with propaganda coming out on both sides of the conflict in Ukraine (let’s not forget Ukraine was part and parcel of the Soviet Union, and the Ukrainians didn’t just learn propaganda from Russia, they were, as minions in the Soviet Union, up to their heads in the formulation and dissemination of propaganda. So we are getting it from both sides. And from our own government, now.
Even now...looking at what happened in and after WWII, the overwhelming obsession with a second front at Normandy, the abrupt halt of non-Soviet allied forces in the drive to Berlin, the conferences and concessions at Teheran, Yalta, and Potsdam, the explanations of people like M. Stanton Evans and Diana West are the ONLY explanations that make sense.
I have wondered for years how we let those things happen, how we let the Soviets take over a huge swath of Eastern Europe and the Baltics, how we forced our own troops to “repatriate” Soviet POWs to their own country and a certain imprisonment or death in Operation Keelhaul, and so many more things...how could we have done all that? How could our American “value system” have allowed us to do those things?
In the end, I have come to believe it was not our “American value system” that “allowed” us to do those things, it was the Communist value system.
For years, there were still dimwits who thought the Rosenbergs were innocent. A Soviet propaganda operation on world opinion that had millions of people around the world taking to the streets. Even today, there are people who refuse to believe Alger Hiss or Harry Dexter White were Soviet agents, not only in the face of their deeds and actions which might be ignored, but contrary to the released Venona decrypts of Soviet messages AND the actual words and actions of the Soviet government.
Back to Harry Hopkins.
I have on my reading list now a book titled “From Major Jordan’s Diaries”, the story of a Major working in a pivotal role in the Lend Lease program, whose job was to execute the provisions of Lend Lease to the Soviets, remove all possible red tape, and expedite shipments. (I believe his book was published first in 1962) Major Jordan was a fixer to keep things going.
In Diana West’s book “American Betrayal”, she discusses how Harry Hopkins spoke in speeches very early on (even before people fully grasped the depth of his relationship and influence on Roosevelt) and he sounds like a full-blown, capital “C” Communist. If it looks like a duck, walks like a duck, and quacks like a duck, it is probably a duck, as Senator McCarthy once famously opined on a person who turned out to be a Soviet agent.
Same with Harry Hopkins.
So, Hopkins was de facto in charge, at the very top of Lend Lease. He was running it from the top. And Major Jordan viewed him as THE top man, so whatever he said...went. Major Jordan eventually ended up at an Army Air Corps base in Montana that was the focal point for any air shipments to the Soviet Union, and he ran that leg of the operation from there. He began to notice suspicious activity, and when “diplomatic pouches” turned into “diplomatic suitcases” and then into dozens of them at a time, he went into one of the planes they were being loaded onto and began cutting them open with a straight razor. The Soviet guards (yes, armed with guns) came running over shouting “Diplomatique...diplomatique!” which were probably the only English they knew (pronounced in the French fashion) and Major Jordan realized immediately he needed an American witness lest he become a fatal “victim” of some “misunderstanding”. He saw an armed American soldier, and he frantically motioned him over. He asked him if he had served in combat and the guy said he had, in the South Pacific, so Major Jordan told him to cover the Soviets with his weapon and if they unslung their weapons, to shoot them. He then went through the “diplomatic suitcases” and took notes on what he found in ledgers he saved.
In addition to huge amount of documentation on war plants, locations, employees, fabrication techniques, technical drawings and such (dozens of clothing suitcases stuffed with them) he also saw many words and terms he didn’t understand and had never heard of before, “Uranium”, “Cyclotron” and such.
Then, during that time, he got a direct order from Harry Hopkins to expedite a shipment, that was not to be interfered with, no questions asked about it, and he was to tell nobody about it. When he got curious, he went out to look at the crates, and the corner of one of them was smashed, with some of the contents spilling out. He bent down to examine it, and picked some of the odd looking “dirt” up in his hand, when two Soviets came running over shouting at him “No! No! You burn!” (or something like that) He believed later, when he was called to testify in front of Congress, that it was uranium ore.
He told his whole story in Congressional hearings after the war (and I think after the Soviets set off the bomb in 1949) and it went down the memory hole.
Betrayal of American nuclear technology, orchestrated not by hidden Soviet agents engaged in espionage, but by Harry Hopkins.
We have been, and still are, so infiltrated and compromised since WWII.
McCarthy uncovered it in the entertainment industry, so the communists/Marxists/socialists/fascists/anarchists etc went underground, and surfaced in the realm of academia, where they had sympathy. From there, they’ve spread to local/state/federal governments, religion, law enforcement, finance... every sector of our society and way of life, influencing our morals and mores.
Hence, the “watermelon” meme — “green on the outside, but red on the inside” descriptor was created and is still viable.
I noted in my college years — 1967-1971 — that many of the profs in the liberal arts university I attended, were extremely liberal. I didn’t mind it, since those were some of my “hippie years”, and I graduated without a scratch.
In 1971, I had to go into the real world, get a good job and make a living, so I discarded my college ways, and returned to my Conservative Values, taught to me by my beloved, late Parents, and good Middle-America teachers — pre-college — who I had along the way.
At 72, I can evaluate a person within 1-2mins, as to their beliefs, values and morals, with a few simple questions, in a brief conversation. I’m not surprised at all the people I meet, retired from academia and government, who are “watermelons”, and worthy of avoiding.
I truly enjoy engaging them in political conversation, and crushing them with my argument, but since I CCW, I only let it get so far, before they pop a vein and come after me, and I cut it off; perhaps for another day. Or, perhaps not.
Thanks for your treatise; good reading and I’ve added your inventory of books to my reading ‘bucket list’.