And then we spoke of the weather, which had been awfully hot. After that, unable to think of anything more to say, we fell into a silence that was troubled and unwelcome.
Trying to end it, I said finally, "Well, we've had a time," speaking of the weather.
And Mat said, "Yes, we've had a time," speaking of the war.
We spoke in very general terms, then, of the war and other trials of life in this world.
Mat said, "Everything that shakes has got to be shook."
"That's scripture," I said, and he nodded.
Thinking to comfort him, I said, "Well, along with all else, there's goodness and beauty too. I guess that's the mercy of the world."
Mat said, "The mercy of the world is that you don't know what's going to happen."
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They wanted General Butler to deliver an ultimatum to Roosevelt. Roosevelt would pretend to become sick and incapacitated from his polio, and allow a newly created cabinet officer, a "Secretary of General Affairs," to run things in his stead. The secretary, of course, would be carrying out the orders of Wall Street. If Roosevelt refused, then General Butler would force him out with an army of 500,000 war veterans from the American Legion.
The plot fell apart when Butler went public.
Yes, conspiracies do happen. And, sometimes, men of integrity are there to stop them.
posted by SPrintF at 8:17 PM on October 20, 2003