The CIA Covenant
Nazis in Washington
Muller's Journal's
by Gregory Douglas
Thursday, 21 September 1950
Big meeting of communists in New York on Tuesday. About 10,000 of them in all. Speakers
going on about our involvement in Korea and very angry about legislation against them in Congress. The
press has covered this and it only lends credence to Hoover’s inflated estimates.
The Internal Security Bill, which they were so furious about, was passed yesterday by the House,
over Truman’s veto. It should put quite a pinch in their rampant activities. The organizations have to
register with the government, their members cannot work in defense plants and all subversive aliens will be
taken up and deported. Probably back to Poland or Russia where most of the more dangerous ones came
from. All the trash ends up here, after all.
Truman’s stated objections were entirely valid but he was playing to the public and we all know
that most citizens want some kind of a new law to uproot the Rooseveltian communists. There is a terrible
day of reckoning coming for these misguided and arrogant elitists. I can actually feel sorry for them as the
pendulum swings back against them.
What was significant, meaningful and socially important ten years ago is now deadly and
dangerous. They are quite incapable of realizing that things are now moving the other way and hope,
somehow, to arrest progress.
Also, many of the Hollywood intellectuals are feeling the steel claw these days. I have two views
on this. Hitler once said that he forgave artists for their bohemian views because that was the way they
were. On the other hand, intellectuals, especially movie scriptwriters, have the opportunity of influencing
others. It’s the same with the communist-lovers in the Department of State. They may not make official
policy but they can influence those who do. This is where the danger lies.
The British government is taking over the steel industry there. Well, Britain is now dead, what
with the far left in power. All it takes to destroy an industrial country is to encourage communism. It will
spread and in the end, nationalization and communization of the workers will complete the destruction of a
rival.
I recall when our General Staff sent Lenin from Switzerland to Russia on a special train. They
thought that a successful revolution in that country would cause Russia to leave the war. They gave money
to Lenin who agreed to do just that. He did but the damage went far beyond the short-term goals of the
staff officers. Military men have absolutely no business whatsoever running a country.
Monday, 25 September, 1950
The House has passed a $17 billion defense bill! How wonderful! Now my portfolio of defense
stocks is gaining in value each and every day this war is going on and from inside information, we will
certainly go into North Korea if and when MacArthur succeeds in getting at them. This should put the cat
in the aviary! Then we will have to contend with the Chinese. Viktor is certain that Stalin will not get into
the mess as long as the Chinese are willing pawns and will fight his battles for him. If they (the Chinese,
ed.) do come in, we are assured of a long war and I am assured of much greater profits.
Bunny has now four horses to play with and is really having a wonderful time down here. I
bought another Steinway for the music room and we have been doing duets together. I must admit she
looks quite attractive seated on a fine horse but I have no interest in bouncing around the countryside. I
can’t use my knee as an excuse because all the work is done with the saddle muscles and the ass, but I will
plead work.
The gardening changes will have to wait until spring but I have already laid out a new formal
garden and even want to put in a maze. There is a walled area that once had a garden (now very dead) that
would be perfect. I think we will grow much of our own food here. God knows we can put in a few head of
cattle for the meat and milk and we can grow tomatoes, strawberries, potatoes, corn and other vegetables.
Food isn’t that expensive but there is a great pleasure in feeling one is self-sufficient.
I have read Horace on the subject of gardens and find some renewed sympathy with his views.
All of my life I have been a man who loved his work and worked always. It advanced me in
Germany and it has advanced me here. I alone of all the others always have a position paper ready on
almost any subject and while the others are out getting drunk at lunch, I am at my desk, writing or
dictating. When they stagger back in, filled with strong drink and the truth not in them (truth is a stranger
to the halls of the CIA), I am still writing.
Harry told me that he had never met someone who was so devoted to his work and suggested that
if it weren’t so dangerous, I ought to work in the White House.
Speaking of danger, Viktor drove down yesterday and we had a nice game of chess before dinner.
He said, in a friendly way, that he had heard at the club that I had been the subject of some conversation.
One of the speakers thought I might be some kind of a Nazi but he wasn’t sure. He said that one of his
friends at the CIA had told him this.
Viktor merely wanted to warn me that there might be trouble. He handed me a slip of paper with
two names on it. I thanked him and we had an excellent dinner.
I still beat him in two games but he came very close in the last one.
I will take care of this tomorrow.
Saturday, 30 September 1950
An interesting time has been had by all this last week. The leak about me did come from the CIA.
I first made certain of the source then went to the trouble of inviting him down into the country for a visit.
Arno and I had an interesting time trying to corner and question him, and after a half a bottle of Scotch
whiskey, he became indiscreet.
He had learned about me from Wisner, also drunk at the time, who is angry because I obviously
don’t like him and he knows about my activities with various wives. My befuddled informant assured me
that he had told no one, aside from the man at the club, and would never breath a word of what he had
heard.
That turned out to be quite true because Arno took him outside to look at the sunset and only Arno
returned much later with mud on his pants cuffs.
That left Wisner and the man at the club.
Arno will attend to the man at the club, a high-level academic, and I will take care of Wisner. I
have an appointment to see him on Sunday after Mass and will take him to the offices for a nice, private
chat while Arno is busy elsewhere.
Monday, 2 October 1950
A pleasant weekend was had by no one except Bunny who stayed in Virginia while I went to
Washington to attend Mass and take care of the Wisner matter. He was sober at the time but later got
terribly drunk.
We met at the office and I sat down in my office (with the recorder on, just in case) and began to
discuss my small problem. He got quite red in the face but before he could leave, I handed him a file I had
compiled on him. He got quite white, dropped it onto the rug and then vomited in my bathroom. He is
entirely crazy, of course, but not so crazy not to recognize that I could destroy him in less than five minutes
if I wanted. I could turn the file over to Hoover, Harry or whomever and ruin him forever. Imagine a
southern gentleman with a young black male lover hidden away in Chevy Chase, just waiting for the return
of the avowed bigot! Waiting with bated breath as the novelists say. And two pictures of them in Rock
Creek Park! How wonderful the camera is in aiding others to change their minds.
If Polly (Wisner’s wife, ed.) found out, there would be trouble and he knows what I am capable of
doing. I pointed out, in the friendliest way, that I had three choices: I could do nothing. I could expose him
or I could kill him. I asked him what he thought would be the best course for me to take.
I thought the swine would have a heart attack but in the end, he saw it my way and will agree to
keep his drunken mouth entirely shut in the future! I forced him to reveal the names of those people he had
discussed exposing me to and he gave me three. One Arno stuck into the boiler room on the estate and the
other Arno will visit with (the one from the club) and I will now give Arno the opportunity to earn his
considerable salary. Before he sends the last on the list to visit Baby Jesus, he will question him to see
whom he might have told. I hope he either didn’t care or is the silent type because we can’t deplete the
ranks of important people.
I have reluctantly agreed to permit Bunny to “educate me” about horses. She wanted me to at least
sit on one and I suppose I will have to do this stupid thing to please her.
About midnight, Arno returned from his task with the pleasant news that the academic killed
himself earlier this evening. I asked Arno if the man was intact or if they would have to close the coffin lid
at the funeral. Arno said he left a handwritten note and hanged himself in his apartment. Arno left the note
pinned to his pants and locked up behind him. Tomorrow, he will talk to the last man. I am assured that the
one who just judged himself from the dining room light fixture talked to no one. There were no marks on
the body and Arno said he did mess himself but that would be overlooked by the authorities. He turned up
the heat in the apartment before he left so I assume when he is found he will be riper than a Brie cheese.
The man did not live in Washington so news of his tragic demise might not get into the local papers at all.
He will visit the other one in the morning.
I will cut out the death notices from the Herald, if they appear, and leave them on Wisner’s desk if
he comes back to work this week. When I left him, he was not feeling too well and I recommended that he
take a few days off and rest. Better a few days than forever, correct?
Thursday, 5 October 1950
Well, two interesting things. One, I have finally gotten up on a horse. I had to put on riding
breeches, boots and spurs and learn how to get up on an enormous horse. From the left side, left leg in the
left stirrup, swing up over the horse, right foot in the right stirrup. Of course I was instructed only to put
the ball of each foot in the stirrup because if the foot went in any further and the horse threw me off, I
could be dragged to death!
Things like that install quick confidence, believe me.
The next step is to learn how to hold the reins. Top rein in the left hand between the index and
middle fingers, bottom rein between the middle and next finger. Then we move around the paddock with a
bored horse snorting and moving his head up and down.
Next week, we will learn how to fall off the horse and how to post...whatever that joyful act is.
Arno has visited the last of the informants who had a heart attack. I think spraying him with the
drug is much less effort than breaking his neck or drowning him in his own bathtub. Arno is young and
likes physical effort but I am older and much more experienced so I earnestly suggested the spray. Of
course it works, but Arno is upset because he couldn’t have more entertainment!
Well, he can marry Heini’s charming sister and perhaps become less active while on the job.
Wednesday, 11 October 1950
Have now learned how to fall off a horse (lean forward, grab the neck, swing off to one side and
let go quickly!) Also how to post. My ass and legs are so sore, I spent an hour soaking in a very hot tub.
Wisner is back at work but very much subdued. He came by and gave me the two death notices (I
managed to get the out of town one after all) and looked very ill. I told him to keep them as a remembrance
of things past, but he has obviously never read Proust so he missed the joke. He did take my point,
however, and has been very quiet in the office for the past few days.
Of course, we have that awful Walter Smith as head of the CIA now. The Admiral wasn’t a bad
person but Smith is a professional asshole. He had a pleasant talk with me, at least what passes for a
pleasant talk with that perpetually angry and sour idiot. I won’t have any trouble with that one at all but he
is trying to run the kindergarten like an army training camp and no one likes him. Smith glares at everyone
and is constantly “shaping things up” which is bad for morale. I wrote up an account of his pant shitting in
Sicily and personally posted it where it could be seen. He spent the day having all of the typewriters in the
office checked to find the culprit, then came into my office with this and asked me to find the villain! I
shall investigate myself at once! A stimulating prospect.
Smith was a guest at the wedding. I had a nice chat with him, all about Wisner who I told Smith
was suffering from serious mental problems caused by overwork. “The fucker doesn’t work hard enough!”
was Smith’s witty and perceptive reply.
Saturday, 14 October 1950
I got an interesting memo from Hoover’s office today. Earl Warren, Governor of California, has
signed a law which states saboteurs will be executed. That’s a strange state. Hoover also sent over a long
report on Warren, the gist of which I will copy here because the file has to be returned.
The actual family name is Varren. The father of the Governor was a Norwegian who ran a
whorehouse in a California city. The son was politically ambitious and was state Attorney General. He
wanted to run for higher office but was afraid the opposition would find out about his father’s whorehouse.
He visited the old man and demanded that he give up the place so that there would be no
problems. The father, a typical stubborn Norwegian, refused. He said that he had put his son through law
school with the proceeds of the place and would be damned if he would sell it off. The neighbors heard a
terrible quarrel and the father was found, beaten to death with an iron frying pan.
Hoover at once offered to have the FBI investigate the crime but Warren said that he knew who
the criminal was; an ex-convict who knew his father. He said he would take care of it and the FBI was not
wanted. No arrests were ever made and Earl became Governor. Now he wants to execute “saboteurs”
whatever that might constitute.
If a man accidentally drops a shoe into some factory machinery, does that constitute sabotage? I
wonder what Warren had to do with the deportation of the Japanese-Americans at the beginning of their
war? Such civilized people!
Eisenhower is being mentioned as a Republican candidate for president in 1952. Truman told me
quite a bit about him, and of course, I also know quite a bit. He was never a combat general but a boot kisser.
He was a social secretary to MacArthur and he must have done some outrageous kissing of
Roosevelt’s flabby ass because he jumped up over the heads of all kinds of really competent officers to be
the Supreme Commander. Marshall, who at least saw combat and is a very competent executive, was
passed over by Eisenhower. The excuse Roosevelt put out was that Marshall was much better as the Army
Chief of Staff.
Eisenhower was so sycophantic towards that nasty little Churchill that Smith once said that if C.
ever stopped walking quickly, “Ike” would be picking shit out of his nose for a week. There is some truth
to this, but what annoys me is that E. hates all Germans because of his family background (they were Jews
from Pirna in Saxony originally) and that he set out to allow all of our western front prisoners of war to die
from disease and starvation. If it weren’t for Truman, who found out about this, the death toll would have
been terrible.
Now, of course, when one talks of Ike, one is reverential in the extreme. His Army nickname was
the “Swedish Jew” but of course he was German in background.
Taft from Ohio is mentioned as another candidate. He is a spiteful man but not the monster Ike is.
Friday, 20 October 1950
There is to be a large roundup of top communists either tomorrow or the next day. Hoover’s men
will pick up about eighty who are aliens and they will be deported. They are making a great deal of play
with this. A provision of the new law. Elections throughout the country will be held early next month.
McCarthy is planning to extend his vendetta into the realm of science very soon. He has found out that
various prominent scientists have had communist connections in the past. Now he is getting into serious
business. Who cares about a pack of fairies in the State Department? Scientists are quite another matter. Of
course no one can shut him up. He is like a car without brakes roaring downhill towards a schoolyard full
of children.
Most of these connections are really only that many people attended meetings of the hundreds of
front groups the communists set up in this country in the 1930's, and I seriously doubt if joining some
International Peace Club proves that the member was sending carrier pigeon secret messages to Josef in the
Kremlin.
The Los Alamos business is coming to a head now. I am told that some of the members of this
ring are “far too important to national defense” to permit their being arrested. This makes sense and let us
hope McCarthy doesn’t get wind of it.
No one will dare go after him but eventually, after he has had his day, his own people will sit on
him. Truman says someone should shoot him but I have turned a deaf ear to that one, and Hoover actually
approves of most of what he is doing.
I told Viktor that I would introduce him to M. just for fun and he thought it would be indeed
amusing. We will have to do this next week or so.
M. will be having lunch with a high-level NKVD specialist and will not even know it. Viktor and
I spend a good deal of time making fun of various prominent intelligence people, both here and in Russia.
He particularly loathes Beria who he says is a murderer of young children and a psychopathic monster. We
don’t have anybody that evil here but not for want of their trying.
If my CIA friends ever found out about him, there would be trouble and he says that he would be
recalled to Moscow at once if they ever found out about me.
Philby came to lunch the other day and I had Viktor there. So much entertainment was to be had!
P. assumed that I did not know who Viktor really was and spent the entire lunch babbling away about the
Korean war.
British intelligence knows more about what MacArthur is doing than we do here, and of course,
all of it goes to Russia. Short of raiding their Embassy and shooting everybody, I can’t see any way to stop
it. If I can find out how they are getting their information from Tokyo, I will put a stopper in that leaking
bottle at once. P. has reluctantly agreed to look into this. Sometimes he is not happy with me but in the end,
we always manage to work out our differences.
Wednesday, 25 October 1950
Some problems about this country selling half a million tons of high-grade oil to communist
China. Money, after all, is important to keep business going and I remind myself that this country dealt
with Germany throughout the entire war.
General Clark feels that in spite of our successes in Korea, the military still needs to be built up
further. We have invaded North Korea and are heading for their border with China. Now we will see what
happens. I must get Philby to tell me what he knows about Chinese intentions. If they will do nothing or if
MacArthur stops at the border, I will modify my stock portfolio. If an enlarged war looks to be possible, I
will consider a rapid expansion.
Wednesday, 1 November 1950
Attempt on the President! I was in my office today, suffering from the terrible, humid heat, the
hottest November 1st on record, wishing I had stayed in Virginia. I had a report to finish and a talk I had to
give at three at the Pentagon on the organization of Soviet foreign intelligence.
About two-thirty, just as I was getting ready to go down to my car, someone ran by the office
saying that Truman had been shot! Such consternation evident. No one here appeared to be sorry but no
one knew what had happened either.
My car did not come because the car pool was not sending anything out, so I had to sit in the
building and sweat while the phones were ringing and harried people were running up and down the halls.
It turns out that a gang of Puerto Rican nationalists attempted to storm Blair House where Truman
was staying while the White House is being worked on.
At least one of the guards was shot but Truman was safe. The guards got him out the back door as
quickly as possible. The irony of this is that Truman was very decent with the Puerto Ricans but that means
nothing to fanatics. At least one of the assassins was killed and another captured.
From the unfeigned glee at the CIA, one would have thought that Pash was behind it but we know
better now.
Great turmoil that was slow in spreading but quite disruptive. As there was no way I could get to
the Pentagon to give my talk, I simply called up my own car and went home. It took me some time to get
over the bridge but I showed my special passes and finally got through.
Bunny had heard about the attempt on the radio and was quite upset about it. Of course she knew I
was safe because I called her on one of our special lines, but women are always concerned for their
husbands.... if they love them.
It is not as hot down here and we ate dinner in the summer dining room with the windows open
and a breeze blowing through from the front of the house.
Because of the horses, we have to keep the screens up. The flies are quite voracious and very
large.
I will have to call the President tomorrow or possibly send him a note congratulating him on his
escape. Perhaps flowers for the wounded would be a good idea as well.
The President showed great courage throughout and actually went over to Arlington to make a
scheduled speech later in the afternoon. Of course, he had outriders to clear the way through the traffic.
Viktor called me after dinner and asked me what I knew and I told him that it was only Puerto
Ricans, two assassins, one of whom was dead at the scene. He seemed relieved stating that he was happy it
wasn’t some anti-Korean War fanatic although he said that Stalin certainly hated Truman who had
consistently thwarted his plans everywhere in the world, Turkey, Greece, Italy and now in Asia.
We will discuss this later because Viktor likes it here and if it weren’t for his family, would
probably defect. The trick would be to get his family safe. They don’t suspect him in Moscow, as far as we
both know, but how could a “Canadian” businessman explain an obviously Russian wife and two
obviously Russian children?
If he defected, they would certainly be killed. Stalin has no problem having even small children
liquidated. I will give this matter some thought. Perhaps the wife could visit a friend in the eastern zone of
Berlin, or go to Leningrad and get into Finland.
The CIA would help if I let them but they are grossly incompetent and would no doubt get her
killed. I think we could get them out through the Baltic area. This is garrisoned by Soviet troops and along
the seacoast are many areas to leave from. I can talk to Willi (Krichbaum, ed.) about this. He knows to
keep his mouth shut when he has to.
In my last note from him, he called Gehlen the Poison Dwarf.
They have been arresting so many aliens recently that there has been quite an uproar. This is
mostly concerned with people coming into the United States.
These morons do not realize the ease with which Soviet agents can get into this country. They
mostly come in through Canada, sometimes just walking across the bridge up at Detroit. No one pays any
attention to a well-dressed businessman or a neatly dressed tourist with an expensive camera and an ugly
Hawaiian shirt. Truman likes these and they would frighten a horse.
No, they like to catch people with thick accents and strange names trying, quite legally, to enter
the country by boat, mostly in New York. It reminds me of what I know about England in 1939. Germans
who had lived in England for twenty years were arrested and thrown into terrible jails, some staying there
until the end of the war.
Of course, the Americans did that with the Japanese-Americans after Pearl Harbor and Hoover
told me that there was not one proven case of espionage on the part of any Japanese-American during the
entire war!
It’s fortunate they didn’t kill them. We can thank our good friend and fellow assassin Pash for that
nonsense.
Thursday, 9 November 1950
The elections are over and the Republicans have made significant gains. The public is not happy about the war, the draft and the business with the communists. Poor Truman simply cannot win on these issues. The Republicans are thirsting to get their revenge for the Roosevelt years and intend to take it out on Truman who never liked Roosevelt anyway.
Well, he has two more years and during that time, who knows what might happen?
We are angry with the Cubans now because of their attitude towards Puerto Rico and are giving their visitors trouble at Customs.
The peoples of Central and South America are not friendly to this country because of the gross interference by the United States in their internal affairs.
There is a saying: “Poor Mexico. So far from God, so near to the United States.”
This pretty well sums up the feelings in most Latin American countries.
Both the Germans and the Russians had excellent posts in some of these countries. We no longer do but the Russians often vie for postings to a comfortable tropical country. The Russian winters are horrible as our soldiers found out during the eastern campaign. The food there is enough to kill a donkey. In fact, Viktor tells me that only those in the Kremlin eat well. A donkey would be considered a beef tenderloin by comparison.
When it cools off a bit, I will take up my riding lessons. Once you have gotten over the sore muscles, it does have its advantages but horses are very much aware that their rider is not experienced and will often try to throw you off or roll over on you. The one I ride is relatively civilized and I feed him apples and a bit of sugar once in a while and he is polite to me.
They are beautiful to watch in the paddock and the countryside around here is beautiful if rather hot this time of year. Bunny tells me that spring is the best time to ride out and perhaps we can wait until then to do some extensive traveling on horseback.
They have hunting clubs out here and someone was telling me that if they can’t find a fox, they will put a cat in a bag and drag it along behind a horse to give the hounds something to smell. This does not augur well for the cat.
Hunting is permissible and I intend to take that sport up again as soon as I am able to get the right kind of gun. Abercrombe and Fitch in New York has a nice shop and the next time I go up there, I will see what I can find.
Arno said he would like to come along and buy a nice rifle with a telescopic sight. I assume this is to hunt Cape Buffalo which are so prevalent around here.
Or perhaps he has grown tired of the knife and would rather shoot people at a distance and avoid getting blood on his clothes. He is such a dandy about his clothes and Heini’s sister obviously is in love with him.
He tells her that he is a driver for me.
Saturday, 11 November 1950
Today they celebrate the end of the war of 1914. There will be speeches, parades and so on. How long will it take for the episode it marks to be long forgotten? Already, many of the veterans who fought in the war are dead or getting along in years. As aren’t we all?
While I am writing about military matters, we have concrete information that a number of Chinese soldiers have been captured in Korea and there are at least eight Chinese divisions identified in the area. So far nothing has happened vis a vis the Chinese but I am gambling that they are in this war now. Already, Soviet fighters have made sorties against the Americans (or United Nations as they like to call it. This fools no one.)
U.S. troops are moving up the peninsula and the right wing is very close to the border with China and is nearing Soviet territory. Unless a halt is called very soon, I would anticipate some kind of a strong reaction from China and very possibly Russia.
I know that orders have been issued from here not to go into either Chinese or Russian territory but bombs can fall there quite by accident or a platoon can stray over an unmarked border. There is no effective communication with the Chinese and we have to rely on the British. Philby thinks the Chinese will come into this after all and I am inclined seriously to agree with him.
Here we have forced optimism and after all, the Koreans are on the run and we have practically liquidated their army. So far, MacArthur has performed brilliantly but here we are dealing with a personality. There is no question that M. is a capable general and certainly a brave man. However, there are other considerations. M. took on Roosevelt and almost beat him. Roosevelt called him the most dangerous man in America and bribed him to leave the country. MacArthur is a dangerous type; the political general.
Truman is certain he has his eyes on the White House in 1952 and is guided accordingly. However, the general is the only thing on the table right now and is very successful. What with the losses and setbacks in the election, Truman has to put all his support behind the real Emperor of Japan or risk further erosion of his authority in this country.
The days are getting shorter and the nights longer and colder. Soon, winter will be upon us and this year, what with all the work on the property, I will not be taking a skiing vacation. I may go out for a few days but not like last time. I compare these days with the ones I had when I first lived in Berlin. Not much money but a great deal more freedom. Living in a furnished apartment with my wife at the other end of the country, I had far less in the way of possessions and comfort than I do now, but a great deal more freedom.
Now, as a landholder and a husband, I am tied here, and of course, my earlier days with the ladies are, if not over, severely restricted. I mean, one cannot eat filet every night. A bit of pork or some nice fish is a good variation from time to time.
I must say that Bunny is a rare jewel and I am very fond of her indeed but.....enough day dreaming. She loves this place and is increasing her horse holdings. I am beginning to take brief rides with her more and more and am learning to perhaps enjoy them. I have never been out solo but that will come, I am sure.
Thursday, 16 November 1950
A large Thanksgiving feast this year. Bunny wants to invite her family and there is my staff so we will have a very large assemblage here soon enough. There will be three turkeys this time not to mention a half-dozen mince and pumpkin pies and so on. Klaus will bring in help again.
The Republicans, now with greater political control, are, to use a Bunny expression, getting the bit in their teeth and going off on their own. They are on the one hand condemning McCarthy, but much more subdued than before, and others are arising to demand fuller investigations of the State Department and so on. I talked to McCarthy the other day (he is most certainly not coming down here) about his being more accurate. I quite frankly told him that he now had rivals and if he didn’t take more care in what he was doing, I would find other outlets for my information.
They have also been talking with him at Georgetown and I think the message is beginning to get through.
Monday, 20 November 1950
I have had a stunning business tip from a friend at the Pentagon today and will act on it as soon as I can. There is a company, AVRO, which is manufacturing a so-called “flying disk” which is based entirely on research we did in Germany during the war. I had heard of this at the time. These craft are circular and up to 75 meters in diameter and capable of extraordinary speeds at high altitude.
There has been testing of these at various places and I was told that pilots of commercial and private aircraft have seen them while in the air. They call them the “Flying Saucers” and it is all quite secret. The speed is tremendous, precluding them being shot down but the range is not exceptional. Very good for battlefield reconnaissance. They can’t carry bombs and move too fast for conventional armaments to be effective either on them or against them.
I take some pride in the fact that this was a German invention. I will have to rummage around in my papers and see what I can locate on the genesis of this project so that I can sound important at a briefing should the subject arise.
There is one interesting note about this flying disk. A number have been seen by many observers who are not American in origin and of course it was assumed they might be Russian. Viktor tells me that, no, they are not Russian and that subject is one he has been asked to investigate. In fact, it was he who told me about this.
AVRO stands for A.V. Roe & Co. and the disks are being made here and in Canada. I will look into their stock today and see what is what. I suggested to Viktor that we could both buy stock and he thought it was an interesting concept for him to engage in capitalistic pursuits but he is more than willing to get into it with me.
The mention of the famous Flying Saucers here is only the first of a series of comments made by Muller on the subject that has fascinated the world since the end of the Second World War. The Germans did invent such a craft and it was successfully flown in Germany in the last months of the war. Of the three major engineers on the project, two were taken over by the Americans and one by the Russians. Most of the working drawings fell into American hands but the Soviets also gained considerable technical information from captured German sources.
These most unconventional aircraft were certainly in U.S. service and have been photographed on the ground and in the air. At least one of these craft was stored at the U.S. Naval Air Station at Moffett Field, Mountain View, California in the early 1960's where it was being reworked.
While there is no doubt that these craft were built, their continued use ceased soon after the conflict was over. Very careful and extensive searches in former Soviet archives have disclosed no information that would indicate that Russia ever built or operated such unconventional aircraft.
However, many sightings of these objects both before, during and after the Korean conflict, are still officially classified and many could not possibly be connected with the AVRO projects.
More of this fascinating subject will be covered by these journals in their proper chronological place.
Friday, 24 November 1950
We are still recovering after the Thanksgiving festivities yesterday. I am going to have to do more exercising if I plan to eat that much food. My God, I can clearly remember what it was like in Germany during the war and I feel guilty at the amount of food that was not eaten. Better, however, to have too much food than too little.
Monday, 27 November 1950
I was awakened very early by a call from Clark Clifford wishing to speak to me urgently at the specific request of the President! Such drama! It seems that the Chinese have attacked the U.S. in force and are driving them back. The Chinese are pouring “tens of thousands” of troops into the battle and MacArthur can do nothing to stop them.
He has sent a private message to Truman asking him permission to have the option of using the atomic bomb. Truman is greatly upset and perhaps a little frightened at all this and I am being asked to give my opinion on what Stalin will do if, and when, we use the bomb.
It is very difficult so early in the morning to give rational answers to hysterical people and I said I would call back within the hour. I was given a very private line number at Blair House and would no doubt talk to the President himself. I was warned by Clifford that all of this contact business would be kept in the greatest secrecy.
I think he had to forgive me about his wig.
Before I called Truman, I called my broker and gave him the orders I had been holding up for the last month. Buy heavy at this time, buy and buy more! I have had a stock market ticker put in here at terrible expense but I looked at it the moment the market opened and there is not a huge amount of action. The news has not yet gotten into general circulation. I would assume the market will go down on the news and then we will buy because it surely will go up.
Later:
I have had a long conversation with the President about Stalin and what he would do. In this, I was partially guided by my information from Viktor. He is now working as a Canadian business specialist in military equipment at the Pentagon and is very well informed, not only at that place but also with his contacts in Russia. He says that Stalin wants to tie the U.S. up in Asia as we both know but would never get into a military confrontation with this country if there were any chance an all-out war would ensue.
Hitler sometimes would gamble but Stalin never. That’s the difference between the artist and the peasant.
I told the President that the threat to use the bomb was what is needed at this point. This will not impress the Chinese who are fanatics and have a huge manpower pool scattered throughout an equally huge country. The threat will impact on Stalin who has some control over the Chinese but not enough to compel them to break off their attack.
The Chinese have been warning for some time now that they would not tolerate American troops near their country but I think they did not realize that the North Korean forces would collapse as quickly as they did. They warned us, through India, that they would fight, but no one here or in Tokyo would listen.
MacArthur should not be given any bombs. He can threaten all he likes but a man like that would use a bomb and he might even drop it on the Russians. That, for sure, would certainly start a major war and MacArthur wants to be president here.
Then I spoke with Clifford who is in touch with General Bradley and told him the same thing. If Stalin thinks this will happen if he gets involved, he will not.
It would be stupid and useless to drop this sort of thing on China.
I am going to Washington this afternoon and will stay at the club. There I will have a little talk with Viktor who is certainly in the position to relay certain matters to Moscow. This is the way that things are done, the idiot historians to the contrary.
If this crisis is calmed it will not be by a pack of ill-educated politicians or has-been generals but by the former head of the Gestapo and one of the top NKVD agents in this country, all decided inside an aristocratic club in the capital of the United States!
Tuesday, 28 November 1950
Bradley called Truman early this morning and relayed messages from MacArthur, and Blair House called me at the club an hour and ten minutes later.
I spent most of the evening closeted with Viktor and later, on the phone, talked to Philby, who when he is not working for others, does work for the British. The British are terrified of the onset of an atomic war. They do not have any bombs, as much as they would like them, and are in easy range of Russian bombers. Also, the government there is very left wing and pro-Soviet so they do not want to see their friends turned into glowing coals.
I have kept to myself what Truman said to me: He has no intention of using the bomb while he is President unless the continental United States is attacked.
I represent to Viktor and through him, to his people, that Truman is determined not to fight with this weapon if Stalin keeps out of it. Of course, he will, but they are not sure of that here.
MacArthur will be blamed for his “recklessness” in moving on the Chinese border and also for approaching Soviet territory. I know, from my sources, that he was specifically ordered to chase the Chinese back into China and bomb them in that country if he needed to! Of course all of this will be denied here.
Stalin, I know, was badly alarmed over the contretemps in Persia when he felt that he might be bombed and he backed off then and will back off now.
I have found a way to help Viktor, whom I genuinely like, to get his wife and family to a place of safety. His wife has a relative in the Soviet diplomatic service who is now in Finland.
That is considered to be a safe area and we will try to permit her to make a family visit to see him. One has to be very careful of this because Stalin is paranoid these days, far worse than ever, but the reports that Viktor will send back via Canada will impress him. I will help Viktor write these because I know more about Stalin than he does.
Again, a great irony here and I greatly enjoy it!
She could also go to the Crimea for a vacation, taking the children, and escape by boat across the Black Sea to Turkey. I like the former but there has to be a reserve position whenever possible. The latter idea has another good feature, however. Suppose they went out for a little ride in a boat and it turned over? Of course everyone on board would drown and she might not be missed at all. If that were the case, Viktor could stay in place and we could all profit from this.
Very hectic times here, just like the old days! Not good for the system, my doctor tells me, but a bit of stress keeps things circulating much better.
Viktor finally beat me at a chess game but I won the next two.
Tomorrow, Truman will let out the information about the bomb at a press conference. The NSC met earlier today but since there is no way their deliberations could leak to Moscow before a week or so, the press conference is considered to be the best and most immediate way to get the information out.
There is nothing more I can do here for the time being so I am going back down to Virginia and wait for developments. It is too late now to drive down but I will go back the first thing in the morning. Then, the traffic is all going in the opposite direction.
Thursday, 30 November 1950
The military news from Korea is still disastrous and it is certain that the United States is suffering a major military defeat...at least for the time being. The stocks have been bought and they cannot go anywhere but up.
I was very tired after all the running around, conferences and so on, and I went to bed when I got back and slept until noon.
During a nice lunch (I am now watching my food. I had a glass of orange juice, two pieces of bacon, two pieces of toast and two eggs scrambled.). I got a call to tell me that Truman had finished his press conference and “accidentally” let out the bomb information. I will go back into town on Saturday to talk to Viktor (I do not trust the telephones at all) and see what is going on there.
Bunny suggests I bring him down here because she misses me when I am away from home and we will see.
Earl Browder, head of the communists here, has been indicted for refusing to talk to Congress. Not that it will do any good but it looks impressive in the press.
I understand the President’s conference was packed with reporters so the message certainly will be proclaimed throughout the land and unto all the inhabitants thereof!
Friday, 1 December 1950
We had Viktor down for the day and I understand that things have gone very well for all of us. We both enjoyed the sun and could relax in the library discussing fine art. We have decided on the Crimea gambit and he will put it into play. I will use the CIA connections to have a boat ready to pick up the family and tend to the other people on the Soviet boat. No bullet holes should be visible. From Turkey, we can fly them to Rome and then on to Canada.
The three of us had an excellent supper and went out and inspected the horses. The old church is being rehabilitated and I spent some of the day examining the work. It looks satisfactory and once everything is back in shape, I will have it properly consecrated and we can go on from there. I told Viktor that if he converted, we would let him come and stay with us once in a while. Of course this place is so huge that he and his entire family could live in the main house and we would never meet except for breakfast.
Thursday, 7 December 1950
Spent most of the day in the office working up an appraisal of the Soviet attitudes towards the war in Korea. I am not a foreign affairs specialist but have gained that reputation recently. The superiors here (I am only a contract worker) do not know what to make of me, but because my skills are in high favor now, are very polite, only suggesting to me what their line is and hoping that I will not go counter to it.
At the present time, we are more or less in the same arena. They want to show Korea as the beginning of serious Soviet military threats to this country (hence bigger budgets for them) that I view as nonsense but it is in my own interest to press this matter.
The Army wants 50,000 more men drafted within the next month and they already have over 300,000 brought in since the war broke out. This removes consumers from the market but not serious consumers. Most of them are just youth and looking at the damage reports, very many of them will die there. The Army is grossly incompetent at this point in time. Only the Marine units do well, are well supplied and know how to fight. They remind me of our Waffen-SS in this way.
On the other hand, the Army is ill supplied with everything from guns to winter clothing. Ammunition and rations simply do not get to their front lines, which are always undermanned. The Marines, on the other hand, are well stocked from Navy ships, have larger units and their fighting spirit is unimpaired. The Army should learn from their rivals.
I note that the services are actually lowering their entrance requirements so as to be able to attract more volunteers. My, then they can go to the jails or the asylums and recruit there as well.
This is the anniversary of the Pearl Harbor attack and when I was at the Pentagon this morning, it was a subject under discussion. I have never met a high-ranking officer of the Navy and very few from the Army who do not agree (but in strict privacy) that Roosevelt tricked the Japanese into attacking this country and knew about the attack days before it happened. Of course Marshall was involved in this foreknowledge and it is strictly forbidden to ever discuss it openly.
This will emerge eventually but not for decades.[And so it has D.C.]
Governments never make mistakes, the Democrats are still in power and terrible indeed are the requirements of party loyalty.
Hiss is still screaming his innocence but there is absolutely no question that he, and his brother who is still untouched, is absolutely guilty of being a spy. People like Service and Lattimore are not spies but suffer because they were able to see through the terrible corruption of Chiang and warned against trusting him. As the alternatives were the communists, the extreme right has drawn what to them is the logical conclusion that the pair (and others as well) are active communist spies!
I tried to explain this to McCarthy but he refuses to listen and finally said that he really did not care as long as he got the attention he wanted. It is not that I am pro-communist but if he keeps on the course he is now running, he will discredit legitimate attempts to weed out these wretches
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Thursday, 9 November 1950
The elections are over and the Republicans have made significant gains. The public is not happy about the war, the draft and the business with the communists. Poor Truman simply cannot win on these issues. The Republicans are thirsting to get their revenge for the Roosevelt years and intend to take it out on Truman who never liked Roosevelt anyway.
Well, he has two more years and during that time, who knows what might happen?
We are angry with the Cubans now because of their attitude towards Puerto Rico and are giving their visitors trouble at Customs.
The peoples of Central and South America are not friendly to this country because of the gross interference by the United States in their internal affairs.
There is a saying: “Poor Mexico. So far from God, so near to the United States.”
This pretty well sums up the feelings in most Latin American countries.
Both the Germans and the Russians had excellent posts in some of these countries. We no longer do but the Russians often vie for postings to a comfortable tropical country. The Russian winters are horrible as our soldiers found out during the eastern campaign. The food there is enough to kill a donkey. In fact, Viktor tells me that only those in the Kremlin eat well. A donkey would be considered a beef tenderloin by comparison.
When it cools off a bit, I will take up my riding lessons. Once you have gotten over the sore muscles, it does have its advantages but horses are very much aware that their rider is not experienced and will often try to throw you off or roll over on you. The one I ride is relatively civilized and I feed him apples and a bit of sugar once in a while and he is polite to me.
They are beautiful to watch in the paddock and the countryside around here is beautiful if rather hot this time of year. Bunny tells me that spring is the best time to ride out and perhaps we can wait until then to do some extensive traveling on horseback.
They have hunting clubs out here and someone was telling me that if they can’t find a fox, they will put a cat in a bag and drag it along behind a horse to give the hounds something to smell. This does not augur well for the cat.
Hunting is permissible and I intend to take that sport up again as soon as I am able to get the right kind of gun. Abercrombe and Fitch in New York has a nice shop and the next time I go up there, I will see what I can find.
Arno said he would like to come along and buy a nice rifle with a telescopic sight. I assume this is to hunt Cape Buffalo which are so prevalent around here.
Or perhaps he has grown tired of the knife and would rather shoot people at a distance and avoid getting blood on his clothes. He is such a dandy about his clothes and Heini’s sister obviously is in love with him.
He tells her that he is a driver for me.
Saturday, 11 November 1950
Today they celebrate the end of the war of 1914. There will be speeches, parades and so on. How long will it take for the episode it marks to be long forgotten? Already, many of the veterans who fought in the war are dead or getting along in years. As aren’t we all?
While I am writing about military matters, we have concrete information that a number of Chinese soldiers have been captured in Korea and there are at least eight Chinese divisions identified in the area. So far nothing has happened vis a vis the Chinese but I am gambling that they are in this war now. Already, Soviet fighters have made sorties against the Americans (or United Nations as they like to call it. This fools no one.)
U.S. troops are moving up the peninsula and the right wing is very close to the border with China and is nearing Soviet territory. Unless a halt is called very soon, I would anticipate some kind of a strong reaction from China and very possibly Russia.
I know that orders have been issued from here not to go into either Chinese or Russian territory but bombs can fall there quite by accident or a platoon can stray over an unmarked border. There is no effective communication with the Chinese and we have to rely on the British. Philby thinks the Chinese will come into this after all and I am inclined seriously to agree with him.
Here we have forced optimism and after all, the Koreans are on the run and we have practically liquidated their army. So far, MacArthur has performed brilliantly but here we are dealing with a personality. There is no question that M. is a capable general and certainly a brave man. However, there are other considerations. M. took on Roosevelt and almost beat him. Roosevelt called him the most dangerous man in America and bribed him to leave the country. MacArthur is a dangerous type; the political general.
Truman is certain he has his eyes on the White House in 1952 and is guided accordingly. However, the general is the only thing on the table right now and is very successful. What with the losses and setbacks in the election, Truman has to put all his support behind the real Emperor of Japan or risk further erosion of his authority in this country.
The days are getting shorter and the nights longer and colder. Soon, winter will be upon us and this year, what with all the work on the property, I will not be taking a skiing vacation. I may go out for a few days but not like last time. I compare these days with the ones I had when I first lived in Berlin. Not much money but a great deal more freedom. Living in a furnished apartment with my wife at the other end of the country, I had far less in the way of possessions and comfort than I do now, but a great deal more freedom.
Now, as a landholder and a husband, I am tied here, and of course, my earlier days with the ladies are, if not over, severely restricted. I mean, one cannot eat filet every night. A bit of pork or some nice fish is a good variation from time to time.
I must say that Bunny is a rare jewel and I am very fond of her indeed but.....enough day dreaming. She loves this place and is increasing her horse holdings. I am beginning to take brief rides with her more and more and am learning to perhaps enjoy them. I have never been out solo but that will come, I am sure.
Thursday, 16 November 1950
A large Thanksgiving feast this year. Bunny wants to invite her family and there is my staff so we will have a very large assemblage here soon enough. There will be three turkeys this time not to mention a half-dozen mince and pumpkin pies and so on. Klaus will bring in help again.
The Republicans, now with greater political control, are, to use a Bunny expression, getting the bit in their teeth and going off on their own. They are on the one hand condemning McCarthy, but much more subdued than before, and others are arising to demand fuller investigations of the State Department and so on. I talked to McCarthy the other day (he is most certainly not coming down here) about his being more accurate. I quite frankly told him that he now had rivals and if he didn’t take more care in what he was doing, I would find other outlets for my information.
They have also been talking with him at Georgetown and I think the message is beginning to get through.
Monday, 20 November 1950
I have had a stunning business tip from a friend at the Pentagon today and will act on it as soon as I can. There is a company, AVRO, which is manufacturing a so-called “flying disk” which is based entirely on research we did in Germany during the war. I had heard of this at the time. These craft are circular and up to 75 meters in diameter and capable of extraordinary speeds at high altitude.
There has been testing of these at various places and I was told that pilots of commercial and private aircraft have seen them while in the air. They call them the “Flying Saucers” and it is all quite secret. The speed is tremendous, precluding them being shot down but the range is not exceptional. Very good for battlefield reconnaissance. They can’t carry bombs and move too fast for conventional armaments to be effective either on them or against them.
I take some pride in the fact that this was a German invention. I will have to rummage around in my papers and see what I can locate on the genesis of this project so that I can sound important at a briefing should the subject arise.
There is one interesting note about this flying disk. A number have been seen by many observers who are not American in origin and of course it was assumed they might be Russian. Viktor tells me that, no, they are not Russian and that subject is one he has been asked to investigate. In fact, it was he who told me about this.
AVRO stands for A.V. Roe & Co. and the disks are being made here and in Canada. I will look into their stock today and see what is what. I suggested to Viktor that we could both buy stock and he thought it was an interesting concept for him to engage in capitalistic pursuits but he is more than willing to get into it with me.
The mention of the famous Flying Saucers here is only the first of a series of comments made by Muller on the subject that has fascinated the world since the end of the Second World War. The Germans did invent such a craft and it was successfully flown in Germany in the last months of the war. Of the three major engineers on the project, two were taken over by the Americans and one by the Russians. Most of the working drawings fell into American hands but the Soviets also gained considerable technical information from captured German sources.
These most unconventional aircraft were certainly in U.S. service and have been photographed on the ground and in the air. At least one of these craft was stored at the U.S. Naval Air Station at Moffett Field, Mountain View, California in the early 1960's where it was being reworked.
While there is no doubt that these craft were built, their continued use ceased soon after the conflict was over. Very careful and extensive searches in former Soviet archives have disclosed no information that would indicate that Russia ever built or operated such unconventional aircraft.
However, many sightings of these objects both before, during and after the Korean conflict, are still officially classified and many could not possibly be connected with the AVRO projects.
More of this fascinating subject will be covered by these journals in their proper chronological place.
Friday, 24 November 1950
We are still recovering after the Thanksgiving festivities yesterday. I am going to have to do more exercising if I plan to eat that much food. My God, I can clearly remember what it was like in Germany during the war and I feel guilty at the amount of food that was not eaten. Better, however, to have too much food than too little.
Monday, 27 November 1950
I was awakened very early by a call from Clark Clifford wishing to speak to me urgently at the specific request of the President! Such drama! It seems that the Chinese have attacked the U.S. in force and are driving them back. The Chinese are pouring “tens of thousands” of troops into the battle and MacArthur can do nothing to stop them.
He has sent a private message to Truman asking him permission to have the option of using the atomic bomb. Truman is greatly upset and perhaps a little frightened at all this and I am being asked to give my opinion on what Stalin will do if, and when, we use the bomb.
It is very difficult so early in the morning to give rational answers to hysterical people and I said I would call back within the hour. I was given a very private line number at Blair House and would no doubt talk to the President himself. I was warned by Clifford that all of this contact business would be kept in the greatest secrecy.
I think he had to forgive me about his wig.
Before I called Truman, I called my broker and gave him the orders I had been holding up for the last month. Buy heavy at this time, buy and buy more! I have had a stock market ticker put in here at terrible expense but I looked at it the moment the market opened and there is not a huge amount of action. The news has not yet gotten into general circulation. I would assume the market will go down on the news and then we will buy because it surely will go up.
Later:
I have had a long conversation with the President about Stalin and what he would do. In this, I was partially guided by my information from Viktor. He is now working as a Canadian business specialist in military equipment at the Pentagon and is very well informed, not only at that place but also with his contacts in Russia. He says that Stalin wants to tie the U.S. up in Asia as we both know but would never get into a military confrontation with this country if there were any chance an all-out war would ensue.
Hitler sometimes would gamble but Stalin never. That’s the difference between the artist and the peasant.
I told the President that the threat to use the bomb was what is needed at this point. This will not impress the Chinese who are fanatics and have a huge manpower pool scattered throughout an equally huge country. The threat will impact on Stalin who has some control over the Chinese but not enough to compel them to break off their attack.
The Chinese have been warning for some time now that they would not tolerate American troops near their country but I think they did not realize that the North Korean forces would collapse as quickly as they did. They warned us, through India, that they would fight, but no one here or in Tokyo would listen.
MacArthur should not be given any bombs. He can threaten all he likes but a man like that would use a bomb and he might even drop it on the Russians. That, for sure, would certainly start a major war and MacArthur wants to be president here.
Then I spoke with Clifford who is in touch with General Bradley and told him the same thing. If Stalin thinks this will happen if he gets involved, he will not.
It would be stupid and useless to drop this sort of thing on China.
I am going to Washington this afternoon and will stay at the club. There I will have a little talk with Viktor who is certainly in the position to relay certain matters to Moscow. This is the way that things are done, the idiot historians to the contrary.
If this crisis is calmed it will not be by a pack of ill-educated politicians or has-been generals but by the former head of the Gestapo and one of the top NKVD agents in this country, all decided inside an aristocratic club in the capital of the United States!
Tuesday, 28 November 1950
Bradley called Truman early this morning and relayed messages from MacArthur, and Blair House called me at the club an hour and ten minutes later.
I spent most of the evening closeted with Viktor and later, on the phone, talked to Philby, who when he is not working for others, does work for the British. The British are terrified of the onset of an atomic war. They do not have any bombs, as much as they would like them, and are in easy range of Russian bombers. Also, the government there is very left wing and pro-Soviet so they do not want to see their friends turned into glowing coals.
I have kept to myself what Truman said to me: He has no intention of using the bomb while he is President unless the continental United States is attacked.
I represent to Viktor and through him, to his people, that Truman is determined not to fight with this weapon if Stalin keeps out of it. Of course, he will, but they are not sure of that here.
MacArthur will be blamed for his “recklessness” in moving on the Chinese border and also for approaching Soviet territory. I know, from my sources, that he was specifically ordered to chase the Chinese back into China and bomb them in that country if he needed to! Of course all of this will be denied here.
Stalin, I know, was badly alarmed over the contretemps in Persia when he felt that he might be bombed and he backed off then and will back off now.
I have found a way to help Viktor, whom I genuinely like, to get his wife and family to a place of safety. His wife has a relative in the Soviet diplomatic service who is now in Finland.
That is considered to be a safe area and we will try to permit her to make a family visit to see him. One has to be very careful of this because Stalin is paranoid these days, far worse than ever, but the reports that Viktor will send back via Canada will impress him. I will help Viktor write these because I know more about Stalin than he does.
Again, a great irony here and I greatly enjoy it!
She could also go to the Crimea for a vacation, taking the children, and escape by boat across the Black Sea to Turkey. I like the former but there has to be a reserve position whenever possible. The latter idea has another good feature, however. Suppose they went out for a little ride in a boat and it turned over? Of course everyone on board would drown and she might not be missed at all. If that were the case, Viktor could stay in place and we could all profit from this.
Very hectic times here, just like the old days! Not good for the system, my doctor tells me, but a bit of stress keeps things circulating much better.
Viktor finally beat me at a chess game but I won the next two.
Tomorrow, Truman will let out the information about the bomb at a press conference. The NSC met earlier today but since there is no way their deliberations could leak to Moscow before a week or so, the press conference is considered to be the best and most immediate way to get the information out.
There is nothing more I can do here for the time being so I am going back down to Virginia and wait for developments. It is too late now to drive down but I will go back the first thing in the morning. Then, the traffic is all going in the opposite direction.
Thursday, 30 November 1950
The military news from Korea is still disastrous and it is certain that the United States is suffering a major military defeat...at least for the time being. The stocks have been bought and they cannot go anywhere but up.
I was very tired after all the running around, conferences and so on, and I went to bed when I got back and slept until noon.
During a nice lunch (I am now watching my food. I had a glass of orange juice, two pieces of bacon, two pieces of toast and two eggs scrambled.). I got a call to tell me that Truman had finished his press conference and “accidentally” let out the bomb information. I will go back into town on Saturday to talk to Viktor (I do not trust the telephones at all) and see what is going on there.
Bunny suggests I bring him down here because she misses me when I am away from home and we will see.
Earl Browder, head of the communists here, has been indicted for refusing to talk to Congress. Not that it will do any good but it looks impressive in the press.
I understand the President’s conference was packed with reporters so the message certainly will be proclaimed throughout the land and unto all the inhabitants thereof!
Friday, 1 December 1950
We had Viktor down for the day and I understand that things have gone very well for all of us. We both enjoyed the sun and could relax in the library discussing fine art. We have decided on the Crimea gambit and he will put it into play. I will use the CIA connections to have a boat ready to pick up the family and tend to the other people on the Soviet boat. No bullet holes should be visible. From Turkey, we can fly them to Rome and then on to Canada.
The three of us had an excellent supper and went out and inspected the horses. The old church is being rehabilitated and I spent some of the day examining the work. It looks satisfactory and once everything is back in shape, I will have it properly consecrated and we can go on from there. I told Viktor that if he converted, we would let him come and stay with us once in a while. Of course this place is so huge that he and his entire family could live in the main house and we would never meet except for breakfast.
Thursday, 7 December 1950
Spent most of the day in the office working up an appraisal of the Soviet attitudes towards the war in Korea. I am not a foreign affairs specialist but have gained that reputation recently. The superiors here (I am only a contract worker) do not know what to make of me, but because my skills are in high favor now, are very polite, only suggesting to me what their line is and hoping that I will not go counter to it.
At the present time, we are more or less in the same arena. They want to show Korea as the beginning of serious Soviet military threats to this country (hence bigger budgets for them) that I view as nonsense but it is in my own interest to press this matter.
The Army wants 50,000 more men drafted within the next month and they already have over 300,000 brought in since the war broke out. This removes consumers from the market but not serious consumers. Most of them are just youth and looking at the damage reports, very many of them will die there. The Army is grossly incompetent at this point in time. Only the Marine units do well, are well supplied and know how to fight. They remind me of our Waffen-SS in this way.
On the other hand, the Army is ill supplied with everything from guns to winter clothing. Ammunition and rations simply do not get to their front lines, which are always undermanned. The Marines, on the other hand, are well stocked from Navy ships, have larger units and their fighting spirit is unimpaired. The Army should learn from their rivals.
I note that the services are actually lowering their entrance requirements so as to be able to attract more volunteers. My, then they can go to the jails or the asylums and recruit there as well.
This is the anniversary of the Pearl Harbor attack and when I was at the Pentagon this morning, it was a subject under discussion. I have never met a high-ranking officer of the Navy and very few from the Army who do not agree (but in strict privacy) that Roosevelt tricked the Japanese into attacking this country and knew about the attack days before it happened. Of course Marshall was involved in this foreknowledge and it is strictly forbidden to ever discuss it openly.
This will emerge eventually but not for decades.[And so it has D.C.]
Governments never make mistakes, the Democrats are still in power and terrible indeed are the requirements of party loyalty.
Hiss is still screaming his innocence but there is absolutely no question that he, and his brother who is still untouched, is absolutely guilty of being a spy. People like Service and Lattimore are not spies but suffer because they were able to see through the terrible corruption of Chiang and warned against trusting him. As the alternatives were the communists, the extreme right has drawn what to them is the logical conclusion that the pair (and others as well) are active communist spies!
I tried to explain this to McCarthy but he refuses to listen and finally said that he really did not care as long as he got the attention he wanted. It is not that I am pro-communist but if he keeps on the course he is now running, he will discredit legitimate attempts to weed out these wretches
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