All the secret decrypts and memos were even kept from public exposure during Senator Strom Thurmond’s 1995 inquiry about the injustice done to Kimmel and Short; asked for by the families trying to get their good names cleared. These two fall guys suffered miserably from a stupid public who totally blamed them for Pearl Harbor. Sadly, Thurmond’s efforts did not officially exonerate the two; the important documents were, once again, not allowed as evidence in public.
Back in 1944, this army JAGD officer (more like “JAG-off”) named Henry C. Clausen, was sent out by Secretary of War Henry Stimson, to “interview” army personnel involved in Pearl Harbor. It was actually an intimidation mission to find scapegoats, protect the big fish involved and shift as much of the blame on Navy intelligence, as possible. His 800 page report covered the butts of FDR, Gen. George C. Marshall, Col. Walter Bedell Smith and other Army top brass. His work has been referred to by clueless historians ever since.
In his 1991 book “Pearl Harbor: Final Judgement,” Clausen even dares to call the few historians who said Roosevelt knew in advance as “conspiracy buffs.” Somethings never change. In his self-serving book’s forward, he stupidly writes:
“One merely has to employ common sense and remember Roosevelt was a Navy man through and through. he loved his ships; he loved the men who sailed them. Never, never would he allow his battleships sunk and his sailors drowned.”
Yeah, right. What a Goy putz. Most of the ships set-up as sitting ducks were antiquated WWI class, basically 27 years out of date. FDR even had Admiral Stark order out to sea at the last minute the two modern aircraft carriers we had to ferry a few planes to Midway and Wake island (a third was in San Diego). As for the sailors back at Pearl, they were merely cannon fodder who really meant nothing to Roosevelt.
Stinnett relates the bizarre story about this Clausen suck-up having his British driver chase down Colonel Rufus Bratton’s car on the autobahn in destroyed post-war Germany during the Potsdam conference.
Clausen wanted to intimidate Bratton into “modifying” his recollection of his delivery to General Marshall of the Tokyo Ultimatum. Back in Paris with the designated scapegoat in tow, Clausen (relating the story in his book) seems positively gleeful as Bratton, head bowed down after reading cover-your-boss’-ass affidavits from his, by now, former army pals. Bratton understands his army career is now ruined and all because he simply told the truth (Clausen, to protect Marshall and Col. Walter Bedell Smith, insists he was lying).
Stinnett, for all his excellent research and startling revelations, fails in the end putting two and two together about Roosevelt’s real ulterior motives. Either that, or understood where his research led.
He somehow concludes that Roosevelt was doing all this to combat a greater evil, that of Hitler springing the “holocaust” on all the Jews in Europe. That’s patently ridiculous as Roosevelt could not foresee any of that when he started the stealth efforts at getting us into war, even if true (which it wasn’t). More likely, Stinnett was emphasizing the holocaust business to placate Jew freaks in advance, quite possibly his publisher insisted that he tack on a couple of nonsense paragraphs before printing. That’s how strong the holocaust brainwashing of America has become.
If any brainiac boy tries to tell you that conspiracies or secrets can’t occur on the scale of 9/11, than you just tell them this: “The truth behind the attack on Pearl Harbor was kept a secret just like that, you moron.”
No, FDR didn’t “fake” the attack on Pearl, but the real facts behind it have been kept secret from the American people, even to the very day. Pearl Harbor is a prime example of what is termed the “Let It Happen On Purpose” (LIHOP) theory of 9/11, i. e. Bush and his minions knew what was going down, but turned a blind eye so they could use it to inflame the American public. Sounds plausible, but there’s tons of other evidence that screams the Zionists in DC and Tel Aviv had a hand in it from the get-go.