I became Stalin chapter 187
The Japanese Empire, which had been hit with at least dozens of nuclear bombs, was ultimately defeated the next day when Hideki Tojo, instead of the surviving prime minister, declared unconditional surrender.
V-J day, headlines and banners commemorating the victory over Japan flew all over the place, and people cheered.
“The war is over! Long live America!”
“hurray! hurray! Long live the victory!”
From new recruits waiting anxiously for when to go to the battlefield where death awaits, to senior marines who are just about to set foot in Japan. One by one, they started returning home to the port and the airport.
“Wow! Johnny! Johnny! Here it is!”
The men cheer, the boys shout, the women run out to greet the returnees. America is more fun than ever.
And this triumphal procession culminated with the arrival of Marshal MacArthur.
“Woah aaaaaaaa!!! MacArthur! MacArthur!”
[Douglas MacArthur as president]
MacArthur, who dignifiedly walked down from the Enterprise, the most honorable vessel in the war, waved to the cheering crowd with a satisfied smile on his lips.
People shouted louder and louder.
“haha… Thank you. Thank you.”
As the soldiers who had prepared a brief podium for MacArthur saluted and left, they grabbed the microphone and opened their mouths.
“Thank you to all of you who have made this possible, citizens of the United States!”
“This is a place to celebrate our glorious victory in America. Please give a strong applause to the proud military that led this war!”
After one more gigantic applause and cheers and a tidal wave of enthusiasm, Eisenhower sat in the back seat of MacArthur’s speech and laughed bitterly.
Even this morning, the superior who had been arguing with the contents of the speech was speaking quite skillfully. To the extent that Americans feel guilty about being the one who wrote those things.
MacArthur was bragging about how good a soldier he was and how great a general he was, and how his own leadership had led the Americans to victory in the war against Japan. Thousands of supporters who had a taste for MacArthur applauded whatever words came out of his mouth.
“Thank you, thank you citizens. And take this opportunity… I, Douglas MacArthur, solemnly declare that I will be running as the Republican nominee for the President of the United States!!!”
Eisenhower thought for a moment about his long-lost wife, Mamie, and was shocked when MacArthur announced his candidacy for president out of the blue.
‘No, the manuscript I wrote didn’t have that kind of content?’
Somehow, MacArthur wasn’t giving a speech while looking at the manuscript, he was looking straight at the public and having a big feast. No matter how close a general was to a politician, MacArthur did not care about such matters, although he had to avoid being involved in politics as an incumbent soldier.
He grabbed his aching head and tried to whisper quietly, but MacArthur was already carrying his supporters and shouting hooray in the crowd. As if putting the triumphal general on the shield and leading the procession.
And the triumphal general always challenged the monarch with their popularity. Fortunately, the US military was not MacArthur’s enlisted, FDR was an old but wise leader, and America was an electoral nation.
“God, protect America!”
I don’t know if the crowd cheering for MacArthur and the god Eisenhower was looking for with his flabby hair were the same, but if it was, it could have been a bit of a headache.
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The first Republican primary to determine the candidates for the November 1944 US presidential election was held in Wisconsin.
The Democratic Party, of course, elected the incumbent FDR, who boasts overwhelming power and authority within the party, as another presidential candidate, and, in accordance with Roosevelt’s strong will, eventually Wallace was provisionally appointed as vice president. Republicans desperately wanted a “strong candidate” to fight it.
The presidential primary in the United States was primarily a method of determining the approval ratings of each candidate by state. As is the case in any election, the first approval rating used to determine future plans and the direction of the floating class.
So the eyes of the United States turned to Wisconsin. In a typical Midwest rural state with a moderate mix of conservatives and liberals, the candidates who decided that the first victor would end up on the road to the presidency went all-out in Wisconsin.
Here, however, the Republican nominees for the primary were faced with an unexpectedly worst foe.
“Hundreds of thousands of communists are hiding in this great country! Find them all and send them to the camp. Americans! Be on the lookout for the enemy within!”
Wisconsin Congressman Joseph McCarthy was holding the crowd in his speech to find communists in the party’s presidential election.
No presidential candidate has surpassed the crowd’s enthusiastic support for McCarthy. Wendell Wilkido, a tycoon who faced FDR in the 1940 presidential election, and Thomas Dewey, who had been the governor of New York and the Republican party not long ago, were also watching the public’s enthusiasm, stunned.
The Republican moderates didn’t like the FDR’s pro-Soviet line. Nevertheless, it was President Roosevelt who ended the war, no matter what anyone said, and had to admit that the interventionism was right, and that the New Deal was a distasteful but appropriate choice.
But McCarthy was completely denying all of those achievements by putting a red label on them. Still, the public admired him.
Encouraged by enthusiasm, McCarthy exclaimed in a higher voice, with a vein around his neck.
“I think the best person to be the leader through all these difficulties, the plight of our great nation, is Marshal MacArthur, no matter what anyone says. With his leadership and determination, we must save America, which is struggling with left-wing forces. God bless America!!!”
As if he had already known all this, MacArthur, who had been watching the spectator leisurely through the cornstalk pipe, got up and waved to the people when the spotlight returned to him.
From a Philippine Field Marshal’s true face, to sunglasses for aviators, and to his trademark cornstalk pipe. The ‘Great Commander-in-Chief MacArthur’ that people had seen in newspapers until now was standing on the podium exactly as it was in the picture.
“Wow! Marshal MacArthur! Marshal MacArthur!!”
“Haha, thank you.”
MacArthur began his speech leisurely. The stories of self-congratulations and the great major of MacArthur Command. The miraculous victory over Japan, the brave soldiers, and the capable commander MacArthur leading them!
The other candidates were now forced to shed tears. They have never, ever, ever received so much acclaim in any public speaking.
With the guts of a veteran politician, they knew. The Wisconsin primary is already over. In addition to securing a large number of local supporters, two newcomers, such as comets, who are known nationwide have joined forces.
“Also, we have a surprise for you.”
Ha, something else… As the candidates each resigned, McCarthy, who had previously delivered a frenzied speech of support for former MacArthur, stepped out of his seat.
People now seemed to cheer when they saw McCarthy. McCarthy, who climbed the podium and stood next to MacArthur, looked down at the people with a happy face.
“I am here to nominate Wisconsin Congressman Joseph McCarthy as my nominee for Vice President. I look forward to the support of Congressman McCarthy and Wisconsin Republicans in the coming primary!”
The two people holding hands and singing the hurray together were greeted with more enthusiastic cheers than any other moment. Their support was overwhelming to the extent that the voting seemed like a banter.
That’s how the first round ended. MacArthur, who reaffirmed his support in the Wisconsin primary by an overwhelming majority, left with McCarthy for Illinois, where the next primary would be held, with the other candidates silently watching their backs.
“What would you do… ?”
All of them were powerful enough to look for presidential candidates, so each state had a network of supporters laid out in each state.
According to their research, MacArthur’s approval rating in Illinois, where the next primary will be held, was higher than Wisconsin, but not lower.
If they win the first two primary races, the road ahead will roll like an unstoppable snowball. The candidates seemed to be seriously thinking about what to do now.
Elections were money, and every moment of attracting people and showing off their taxes like this now eats up huge amounts of money.
Politicians, who had to borrow money on the premise of victory and receive support that was nothing more than an investment, could not afford the situation in which victory or defeat had already been decided. It seemed like a flood of letters would come in tomorrow saying that they would withdraw their sponsorship.
“… Isn’t there a way to support General MacArthur?”
Of course, the “losers” could also make their own choices.
Even if it would continue to weaken, it was one thing to boost the party organization and support funds he had for the candidate who declared support and to be promised a powerful position in the Cabinet or an appropriate place in the future.
MacArthur wasn’t an established politician, and obviously he would need a collaborator who knew the price well. Especially if you have a blue-eyed rookie named McCarthy as vice president. Veteran politicians were calculating their approval ratings and promising positions by rolling the abacus.
The few who deserved the approval rating were still bouncing another abacus to win the next primary, the next primary.
One of them was Thomas Dewey, who had the title of ‘No. 1 approval rating’ just a moment ago.
‘No matter how you look at it, MacArthur seems to be overdoing it… .’
He was also one of the big politicians with his hands and ears outstretched. And from what I have learned, there was absolutely no basis in McCarthy’s ‘Communist List’. Even though it is gaining popularity with an unclear claim, a senior politician knows best that its popularity may evaporate like a mirage at some point.
It seemed that the plan needed to be revised to some extent due to the progress of the conservatives, but it was not likely that the original victory plan would go too far.
“Hmm, I’ll just go and see.”
Maybe tonight’s negotiations will have to give up a little more.
But the one who laughs last is the one who truly laughs. If it’s my own moves, no matter how great a master may be, I’ll be able to give him a headache.
I became Stalin chapter 187