There have
been a dozen U.S. presidents in my lifetime beginning with Harry Truman. I only
missed FDR by a month and what I know about Harry mostly comes from history
texts which I read later, mostly during the college years. I learned he liked to drink whiskey and play poker
and had a plaque on his desk that said, “The Buck Stops Here.” He had a
daughter who played piano and sang badly and it pissed him off if you brought
this up.
He surprised everyone when I was three by getting reelected and once
stood down General Douglas McArthur when McArthur wouldn’t act right in Korea.
But I hold ‘Ol Harry responsible for two of the more heinous occurrences in
U.S. history: (1) Because some rather mad scientists in Oak Ridge had cooked up
this gadget that had a destructive force unknown to modern man up to that point,
he authorized using this devise one pleasant fall morning on some innocent
civilians in Hiroshima, Japan, killing thousands and thousands.
The story goes
that this was done in order to avoid invading Japan, but that was bullshit. Japan
was whipped and everyone, including Japan, knew it for a fact. The Hiroshima
bomb was dropped primarily to show Joe Stalin and Russia just what a bunch of
bad motherfuckers we Americans were. Three days later, he authorized dropping
another one on Nagasaki, which was just plain mean and barbaric and (2) Several
years later, ‘Ol Harry signed a piece of paper which created the Central Intelligence
Agency (CIA) and the whole world has suffered greatly because of that ever
since.
Next up -- Ike.
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