MacArthur and Tokyo Rose
Tokyo Rose has a message for MacArthur in this update!
Geon
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Date: January 29, 1945
Location: The Philippines, [HQ of MacArthur]
Time: 5:00 p.m. [Philippine time]
General Douglas MacArthur was poring over plans in his HQ for the next major offensive of the Pacific War, the invasion of Iwo Jima. Iwo was an important step for the Allies as it would give the bombers presently pounding Japan a closer airbase from which to launch said attacks.
For MacArthur the past month had been an emotional roller coaster to say the least. The return of his close friend, General Wainwright, the disclosure to MacArthur of a secret plan by the Emperor of Japan to end the war, the death of Roosevelt, all had made January, 1945 “one of the most interesting months in my life,” he would say later in an interview with Edward R. Murrow.
Now, MacArthur was in his HQ office looking over a map of Iwo pondering some new disturbing intelligence that the Japanese were moving chemical shells to the island. If true that meant Americans would need to wear chemical protection gear ashore which would certainly slow their movement and make visibility more difficult. Further, the Japanese penchant for fighting to the last man was going to make the Iwo Jima campaign a bloody affair to say the least. However, if it succeeded the Allies would be one step closer to the ultimate goal-Operation Downfall, the invasion of the home islands.
MacArthur had to admit to himself that when he had first heard that the Emperor of Japan wanted to deal peace he had been disappointed inside. He wanted the glory of coming ashore on Kyushu and later Honshu as the conqueror of Japan. But how many young men would have to pay for that moment? That brought MacArthur up short and had him praying that the Emperor’s plan would succeed.
MacArthur’s thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the door. An aide stuck his head in and said quickly “She’s just broadcast, we have it on the record.” MacArthur was 65 but he quickly showed he had not lost the athleticism of his youth as he sprinted out of his office, outpaced his aide, and ran down the corridor to the communications room where two radio technicians were about to play the newly recorded disk. Both of them, seeing the General enter, saluted, and without being asked proceeded to play back the recording.
The voice of Miss Iva Ikuko Toguri, aka Tokyo Rose filled the room.
“Hello all you boys out here in the Pacific, this is your fellow orphan and number one enemy, Tokyo Rose bringing you another broadcast of The Zero Hour. Before I begin tonight’s hit parade I’d like to send a personal message to your commanding officer ‘dugout,” Doug. General, are you really sure you know what time it is? Most of your boys haven’t had a decent night out in years. When was the last time they had a real date? Nine times out of ten most of the girls your men left behind are probably hanging around with some slicked back 4-F reject on the outskirts of town. Don’t you think it’s time that you let them have a night out?”
MacArthur smiled and lit his oversize corncob pipe. Then reached into his pocket and took out a piece of paper he had carried with him around the clock since he left Washington, D.C. He asked the technicians to play through the phrase several times. Then looked at the list of phrases he had been given by Wainwright and marked the appropriate ones.
The reference to ‘dugout,’ Doug of course referred to him. That meant this was the signal that the Emperor had sent to alert him of the next meeting of the war cabinet. The term “Do you know what time it is,” meant that the time for the meeting had been set. “Decent night out,” meant the meeting would take place after sunset. “A real date,” meant the next phrase would be the actual date of the meeting. “Nine times out of ten,” meant the ninth of next month (February). The term “4-F reject,” meant it would be an army base, and “outskirts of town” meant the outskirts of Tokyo itself.
“Find me a map of Tokyo,” the General ordered. As the aides scrambled to do so MacArthur took a deep puff of his pipe and smiled. He always had held contempt for all the “cloak and dagger,” stuff of military intelligence, but damn, he had to admit if this wasn’t just a tad bit fun! If only the stakes weren’t so high he might actually have been enjoying himself more with this game. He hadn’t even taken offense at the use of his nickname on Corregidor, ‘dugout,’ Doug by Miss Toguri.
The aide and technicians meanwhile were looking at a map of Tokyo they had already set up on the back wall of the communications room. After looking it over for several minutes with the General looking over it with them one of them said “Here sir.” He then pointed to an army base in the northern part of the city. “This is the closest military base to the outskirts of the capital and it’s an army base, her reference to 4-F was specific to the Army.” “I know that lieutenant,” MacArthur said smiling, “Now get on the phone and get my staff over here particularly our new air commander. We have a target for them.”