Ike: "But I need at least another year to assemble troops and materiel, establish logistics and strategy and train the men for the battle."
FDR: "Sorry. Several senators are feeling very uncomfortable with the war. Frankly, they have just had it. And several of them are worried about their re-election."
Ike: "My men are fighting and dying for yards in Italy right now -- and even so, they can't wait to take the war to Hitler next year in France. Tell those pantywaisted senators to unloosen their girdles, take an aspirin and go to bed -- and leave the fighting to my men."
FDR: "But we could lose the Senate."
Ike:" Better to lose the Senate than the war."
FDR: "I'm with you, Ike. You beat Hitler, and let me beat the Senate."
Ike:" My men thank you, Mr. President."
Of course, it is an absurdity to imagine such a conversation would have been possible during WWII. And it is a tragedy and disgrace that we are, in fact, having precisely such a conversation today.
But the worm will surely turn. And senators who today proudly call for retreat will then be hiding their faces in shame. And deservedly so. And the public will remember. |