Maybe it depends on where you live. Ethnic groups didn’t get along that well, and I guess there was a lot of hostility in the Vietnam era, but in the forties or fifties, I don’t think partisan hatreds were as strong as they are today.
Roosevelt was elected because he promised to keep us out of the war. When reelected, he barred any information on the planned entry of America into the European Theater of Operations being passed to the State Department. In November of ‘42, Operation Torch, we landed in North Africa to the complete surprise of the State Department. Roosevelt claimed “The place was like a sieve.” (speaking of the state Dept.)
Another time, he went on a fishing trip on his yacht. A double for Roosevelt had a nice fishing trip while Roosevelt was in Nova Scotia talking to Churchill on the Augusta. The Augusta was Patton’s lead ship of Task Force 34 which landed at Casablanca.
Washington was as full of in fighting then as it is now.
Ian Fleming, author of James Bond novels was a spy in Washington for a time attached to the British Embassy. He was spying on America, of course.
Truman knew nothing about the Atomic Bomb and its development during the war. He was Vice President, replacing the commie sympathizer who had been Roosevelt’s V.P. previously. He found out about the bomb when Roosevelt died, making him president. He used it about four months later.
Washington was warned about the possibility of Pearl Harbor being bombed. The bureaucracy, however, and infighting among the services prevented the warning from being understood until it was too late.
Yeah, things were pretty awful back then. Nothing new in politics.
As far as Ethnic groups were concerned. There was a lot less hostility than there is now between whites and blacks. We were of course hostile to Japanese and Germans, but pro Chinese at the time.
Johnson was a very bad thing for this country. Politics took over and Vietnam was the result. We won the battles but politics gave away the war. THAT is a VERY sore subject with me. I am determined to live long enough to piss on Fonda’s grave...and Kerry’s too.
The Jets and the Sharks may disagree.