Note: I admit to many SPOILERS, but can there be spoilers in a biography?
This is a very strange book. The information is excellent, it is well-written and moves right along. In order to enjoy the book, however, you have to accept the premise: John Foster Dulles is very, very IMPORTANT!
John Foster Dulles is so very important that you have to accept that his uncle, the Secretary of State under Wilson, was right exert his influence to get him a job that he had failed to get himself at a top Wall Street Firm. You have to believe that it is his destiny to be Secretary of State one day, so that the years he spent supporting Dewey, who kept losing election after election against the Democrat, was just a shame. You have to believe that the lying, sneaky, villainous machinations he undertook to keep himself in power, and make himself important (constantly leaking secrets of national negotiations to the press, comes to mind) is just fine, even honorable, because he has a duty to fulfill his destiny, to become Secretary of State like his uncle and grandfather before him.
Then, when John Foster Dulles finally does become Secretary of State under Eisenhower (since, according to Mosley, John convinced Eisenhower to run), he acts like he's doing Eisenhower a favor. He makes policy without consulting the President. He gives the president orders (ordering him to uninvite the prime minister of Great Britain when he'd just invited him to come and talk, comes to mind.) But what did John Foster Dulles actually accomplish? Besides proving that he's very, very important (partly by dying in office). Well, he was a complete hard-liner against the communists, believing to the bone that taking the world to the brink of war over and over again was a good idea if it will stop those lousy terrifying commies . . .
Several actions of U.S. foreign policy comes about because Dulles is taking out his personal animosity on someone; the way the U.S. screw President Nasser of Eqypt over the Anwar dam is one instance. The book states that the purpose was the entangle Nasser in the net of debt. Nasser negotiates like a fiend to get what he wants without being wholly ensnared, and Mosley seems to think this is unseemly. So does Dulles, who waits for Nasser's ambassador to come to see him, with Nasser's agreement in his pocket, to tell him that the deal is off (leaving the U.S. ambassador in Egypt to twist in the wind). Using the power of the United States to pay off a grudge seems just in keeping with the ego of the Secretary of State.
Allen Dulles always wanted to be a spy. He met a spy when he was a young man, a dashing British intelligence officer, and always wanted to be that. Sort of like Zorro on a huge budget, plus wine and chicks. During WWI Allen was posted to Bern, Switzerland, where all the western world's spies gathered at the time, and was the (junior) intelligence officer for the U.S. Embassy. His most famous act is to refuse to see Lenin, when Lenin came to advise the U.S. Embassy that he was leaving for Russia at the behest of Germany to overthrow the revolutionary government. Allen wanted to close early that day to go on a date, so he told Lenin to come back the next day. Which Lenin did not.
Between the wars Allen was an unhappy low-paid state department employee, still sleeping around, so he had marital problems and money problems (expensive habits, wife who also had expensive habits). Allen's brother gets Allen a job at said top Wall Street firm, where Allen wasn't expected to do anything but go to parties, meet people, and supposedly in this manner get clients for the firm. (Top Wall Street firm needs young never-done-nothing to get clients for them?) Nonetheless, Allen made partner in four years. It's only a coincidence that his older brother John Foster is head of the firm at this time!
Then, WWII comes, and Allen once again gets posted to Switzerland, and this time he is the U.S. intelligence officer. He's given a million dollars to spend (back when a million dollars was a whole lot of money). He rents an expensive apartment, hangs out a shingle so that everyone knoes he's the intelligence officer for the U.S. (How else will they know to bring him information?) He hires a cook (who turns out to be a Nazi spy). He goes to the British and French intelligence bosses, and expects them to greet him as a brother, and cooperate with him. Here's the first really strange thing that Mosley says about this:
"The first meeting of (the British intelligence officer) should have demonstrated to him that Allen Dulles was anything but a go-go Yank of the James Cagney school, and the reciprocal luncheon that Allen gave him at [his apartment] should have shown him that the American served better food, superior wines, and could more than match him in the depth, knowledge, and sophistication of his conversation."
Huh? Since when does your qualifications as an intelligence officer have anything to do with your ability to supply expensive food and wine, or "more than match" someone else's sophistication in conversation? Oh, wait -- spying is an old boy's school game. I get it. But setting a sophisticated table, in wartime, seems like a misuse of funds.
What is mind-blowing about the sections on Allen Dulles, is that the CIA, right from the start, set U.S. foreign policy by its actions. It fixed the Italian election after WW2 with bags of cash and tons of vicious propaganda (and doesn't that sound familiar?), overthrew the Guatemalan government, bribed every leader on the planet, and their opposition, just in case they came to power . . . and very often Allen Dulles marched in to the president's office, and lied his head off about what the CIA was doing. I mean, I knew the CIA did some bad stuff, but I was under the impression that it was an arm of the White House. But no. The White House hadn't a clue half the time, nor the resources to keep up with all the stuff the CIA was doing. That was a revelation.
One example. Three years after Stalin died, Kruschev gave a 6-hour speech to top party members from around the world, totally repudiating Stalin and all his works. Echoes of this speech are heard. Allen Dulles (CIA chief) puts up a reward. One of his guys brings him a copy. Allen says, "By golly, I am going to make a policy decision!" He leaks the speech to the NYT. On his own authority. Without consulting his brother, who was Secretary of State at the time, or the President. And because of this, a bunch of Soviet satellites revolt; Hungary, Czechoslavakia, Poland. The CIA has been encouraging this with their $400 million Voice of America radio programs. "Hold on. Your friends in the west are coming" it said. But they did not. We weren't ready to help them. The revolts were crushed. The revolutionaries died.
Frank Wisner was in charge of Eastern European operations. He sent the message of hope. He could not convince Dulles to back up his words with actions. He had a blow-up. His wife reported that he'd take out his gun and talk to it. Here's another strange thing Mosley says:
"Allen passed the word to the Agency medical staff, which had handled this sort of emergency before. Arrangements were made for Frank Wisner's hospitalization."
What? The CIA routinely handles agents disintegrations? How many agents have this kind of breakdown? (Forrestal comes to mind, who was hospitalized after a breakdown and then jumped out a 16th floor window after tying the cord of his bathrobe around his neck.)
Eleanor turns out to be the only redeemable Dulles. Everywhere she goes, she does good work. She goes to Paris in WWI (uncle secratary did bail her out when they first wouldn't let her in the country), and works for an organization serving the needs of refugees, everything from organizing supplies to nursing. After, she worked for the state department; after WW2 she helped rebuild Germany. She is hardworking and industrious, and makes the world a better place everywhere she goes. Then when Allen is let go after Bay of Pigs, two years before her retirement, she is let go too.
Mosley does not have proper sources. His sources appendix is a narrative, and some points of information he simply skips, so you have to take his word for stuff, which is curious in a journalist who has written 18 biographies. But there it is.
This is a fascinating book. It raises many questions, especially if you do not accept the premise. And I used to think U.S. History was boring!