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384 pages, Hardcover
First published November 1, 2016
In the days, months, and years ahead, a fantastical notion would find root in dark corners: that Franklin Roosevelt had hoped the Japanese would attack some place or thing American, and that he had even known where they would do so and let them, eager to rally a skeptical nation to the barricades against totalitarianism. If such word ever reached him, of course, it would have had to pass through the hands of many others, from enlisted men in radio rooms to admirals and generals, all of whom would then have had to wink at avoidable death and destruction, and many of them would then have had to lie about it publicly and go to their graves with sealed lips. If Roosevelt did want America in the war, it already was, nakedly assisting Great Britain and Russia beyond any notion of neutrality, to the point of firing on German ships. If he did know where Japan’s blows were going to fall, then the man who loved the navy would have been treasonously and fatally betraying it.