Part 53, Chapter 720
Chapter Seven Hundred Twenty


20th March 1949

Berlin

“I’m sorry, but I’m totally unprepared to speak with you” Kat said to Kira as she entered the waiting room with only a pair of bodyguards. “I had been prepared to discuss the events in America but with Helene’s baby this morning… You know.”

The Empress just smiled at that. “I understand” Kira said, “You seem to be the gatekeeper for your friend and brother however.”

“I wasn’t aware of that” Kat said, it seemed like the sort of thing that Hans would do lately. Tell everyone that if they wanted to see them they would need to talk to her knowing that many people would be reluctant to approach her. She really was hoping that Hans would get promoted to Regimental Executive Officer soon, being the Regimental Intelligence Officer was having a harmful effect on his thinking.

“How did Graf von Richthofen take learning that there is now a second Kat von Mischner?” Kira asked as they walked to the private room in the maternity ward where they had put Helene and her newborn daughter.

“About as well as you’d think” Kat said, “Against all predictions it didn’t kill him, but I was afraid that vein in his forehead was going to explode. She was also named for the daughter of General von Wolvogle as well, which it turned out was a bit of a save, I guess.”

“People either loved or hated that old rogue” Kira said, “Louis hated him and Graf von Richthofen, let’s just say that the two of them were always ready to talk about horses and hunting.”

“I see” Kat said, she’d been unaware that the two men had ever known each other until today. Probably, it was horses and hunting with a sea of alcohol involved, if Kat had to guess. Gerta’s husband Kurt had talked about what happened to those pulled into the Old Wolf’s orbit. All of reality seemed to warp until you saw everything from his perspective. The Old Wolf and the Red Barron in the same proximity, that was like an atomic bomb ready to go off.

“Your Highness” Ilse said as Kira entered the room, formality suggested that she should get up to greet the Empress, but then was stymied by having little Manfred sleeping on her lap. She’d been reading to him earlier when Kat had left for fresh air and coffee. The worry was that with the new baby Manfred would feel ignored, Ilse had stepped in even though no one had asked her too. It was also interesting that she got along better with the Graf better than he did with his own children. Kat supposed that it had something to do with shared interests.

“Stay where you are Elisabeth” Kira said, “This is an informal visit.” Ilse looked relieved when Kira said that. It was sweet what Hans and Helene were doing. Him sitting in the chair next to Helene’s bed holding her hand, except both were asleep. Hardly a surprise considering that it had been a rough night.

Käte was holding Katherine and she seemed to be in her own little world. Something that she’d mentioned to Kat earlier was that it had been her hope that this one would be a girl.

“We’ve a visitor” Kat said, regretting the intrusion. Because Katherine had been born full term the Doctors felt that she had few of the health concerns that had surrounded the premature birth of her older brother. Still though, they had not liked the fact that she’d been born in her Grandparent’s townhouse with only an Army medic on hand. The result was that they were running every test they could think of, keeping both mother and daughter under observation.

“Is the Emperor here?” Käte asked, wide-eyed at the thought.

“We’ll both be along tomorrow” Kira said, “I wanted this to be a bit more intimate today.”

Kat didn’t like hearing that. This probably meant that tomorrow would be a circus, the Imperial couple with half the 1st Imperial Foot and the press in tow.


Washington D.C.

The newly confirmed Attorney General was playing hardball with the alleged Augusta Conspirators. Truman recognized the tactics well, whoever talks first might get paroled before they left the prison feet first. The prosecution team had nearly gotten stampeded with that offer. There was obviously no honor among these thieves. Still, the investigators in the FBI didn’t have all good news. Apparently, the smarter ones had fled when Truman had failed to die as planned. There was also some trouble with the mechanism for finding and appointing a new Vice President. The Speaker of the House, Sam Rayburn was currently next in line after Truman and there was talk of amending the U.S. Constitution to provide clear guidance in situations like this in the future. At least finding a replacement for Hugo Black would be simple enough, though Truman suspected that the confirmation hearings of a new Supreme Court Justice would expose the fault lines within American Society.

There were also the internal workings of the Democratic Party itself. Truman was getting pressure to do something about the level of violence that had been ongoing in the South over the last few years. The different factions of the Party had starkly different ideas of what that would look like and he had a bad feeling that no matter what he did he was going to make a lot of people unhappy. If Truman got one more phone call from Strom Thurmond full of asinine demands, then he might consider leaking what he’d gleaned from the Hoover files about that flaming hypocrite to the press.
 
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If Truman got one more phone call from Strom Thurmond full of asinine demands then he might consider leaking what he’d gleaned from the Hoover files about that flaming hypocrite to the press.

Truman is exactly the kind of man who would open all of the proverbial underwear drawers like that and not care a whit for his own flaws and errors to be exposed. The Great Reckoning Cometh.
 
JFK nailing the people who tried to frame Germany should clear any debts that might be owed by his clan--though I think they're cleared already.
True. The point here is that John possibly would gain the leverage to cut down his father to ground and break any remaining influence of his in Political and Society spheres. Pretty much truly becoming free from Joseph Kennedy's influence and control in his own life.


It would certainly ensure that he would NOT marry Jacqueline Bouvier, if not also put him in the path to meet a certain actress earlier.
If Truman got one more phone call from Strom Thurmond full of asinine demands then he might consider leaking what he’d gleaned from the Hoover files about that flaming hypocrite to the press.

Consider? Screw that, as things are right now leaking that info ONLY would benefit all of his future plans. Otherwise dealing with the Dixiecrats would be an uphill battle. Destroy their reputation and lump them with the kind of individuals from the Augusta Conspiracy , seemingly rich and from "well" Families but in truth corrupt to the core, and Truman could easily with a mix of Republicans and Democrats push a Civil Rights agenda 15 years or more before OTL with minimal opposition
 
No matter what people end up implicated and imprisoned, hanged, fried, shot, or gassed, civil rights WILL be a struggle. Too many southern voters are against it, and they will vote for whoever promises to "keep n****** in their place." No matter what Congress votes for, there will be resistance.
 
I thought that the Hoover files were missing following his disappearance in suspicious circumstances.
Given how many there were, well....

No matter what people end up implicated and imprisoned, hanged, fried, shot, or gassed, civil rights WILL be a struggle. Too many southern voters are against it, and they will vote for whoever promises to "keep n****** in their place." No matter what Congress votes for, there will be resistance.
That's why, if need be, well, pull a Eisenhower. Send a clear message to them.
 
If you send in troops to force integration, you might find the National Guard and/or cops lined up against them. Would the army shoot?
 
If you send in troops to force integration, you might find the National Guard and/or cops lined up against them. Would the army shoot?
Fun fact, they also have to realize that shooting US Army troops?

That ways lies Civil War Mk 2, now with more Boots lodged up colons.
 
If you send in troops to force integration, you might find the National Guard and/or cops lined up against them. Would the army shoot?
IOTL the National Guard when they were Federalzed in the Southern states, they followed orders and acted professionally.
 
Fun fact, they also have to realize that shooting US Army troops?

That ways lies Civil War Mk 2, now with more Boots lodged up colons.

IOTL the National Guard when they were Federalzed in the Southern states, they followed orders and acted professionally.

In OTL, the National Guard had been through World War II, and colored troops had proven their worth. I'm not saying that there will be a confrontation, but the governors might object to federalizing the Guard, and leave the troops with divided loyalties. Their governor and their commanding officers say one thing, while other commanding officers say another. Without Word War II experience, it might get dicey, or the Guard might follow the orders of the President. If I was Truman, I'd be at least concerned enough to plan for that eventuality.

If federal troops are sent to enforce the law, Posse Commitatus is a factor. Also, I'd have tanks and/or ground attack planes ready. Not close enough to be obvious, but have planes ready, with carefully selected pilots. Buzzing people can be effective...
 
I thought that the Hoover files were missing following his disappearance in suspicious circumstances.

They were missing. When Hoover vanished, someone had them seized. That someone happened to be the Chairman of the Senate Select Intelligence Committee, Missouri Senator Harry S. Truman. To everyone else in the world they disappeared.
 
They were missing. When Hoover vanished, someone had them seized. That someone happened to be the Chairman of the Senate Select Intelligence Committee, Missouri Senator Harry S. Truman. To everyone else in the world they disappeared.

Interesting. The already digested food is about to hit the rotary air impeller...
 

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If federal troops are sent to enforce the law, Posse Commitatus is a factor. Also, I'd have tanks and/or ground attack planes ready. Not close enough to be obvious, but have planes ready, with carefully selected pilots. Buzzing people can be effective...

This is the key part right here. The Posse Commitatus Act of 1878 prohibits the US Army (and the Army Air Corps) from serving in a law enforcement capacity unless the state government explicitly refuses to order the National Guard of that state to enforce the law. In 1957, Governor Faubus decided to be defiant and refused to order the Arkansas National Guard to enforce integration, giving Eisenhower the loophole needed to send the 101st in.

However... the act only covers the army. There is nothing preventing the U.S. Marines from being dispatched to enforce the law...
 
They were missing. When Hoover vanished, someone had them seized. That someone happened to be the Chairman of the Senate Select Intelligence Committee, Missouri Senator Harry S. Truman. To everyone else in the world they disappeared.

Oh, &deity. Truman, you magnificent bastard. @Peabody-Martini, superlative plot twist; here we were, thinking that the Abwehr had them.
 
There was a reason I suggested Joe Jr. as wildcard in this conspiracy, he is very much his father's son.

These two stories about him IOTL explains his mindset.
First, when Papa Joe went to Harvard he was on the baseball team and it is tradition if you are a senior and played in the Harvard-Yale game you automatically
received a Letter in that sport, Papa Joe due to anti-Catholic prejudice was the only senior not to play in that game and was very bitter about it for the rest of his life and would always tell that story to his sons.
Joe Jr. went to Harvard and played First Base for the team. in his senior year he played in the Harvard-Yale game and made the final put out and it is traditional to give the final ball of the game to the team's captain, well Joe Jr. kept the ball and gave it to his father.
The second story about him was in 1940 at the Democratic Convention he was a delegate from MA and was pledge to James Farley, and due to his resentment of the way FDR treated his father Joe Jr. was the only delegate to refuse to change his vote and make FDR's nomination unanimous.

I can see one way or another that Joe Jr. could get mixed up in this scandal either being a part of it or screwing the conspirators over because they left Papa Joe holding the bag for this timeline's Spanish Civil War.
 
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Part 53, Chapter 721
Chapter Seven Hundred Twenty-One


28th March 1949

Berlin

Jack was in Berlin getting treatment from one of the world’s foremost experts on glandular conditions. Because he’d volunteered to be in Reisimint Ilchríochach, the Irish Regiment that had fought under the command of the Heer from Poland to Moscow, the German Government was happy to see that his treatment was taken care of. In London he’d been diagnosed with Addison’s Disease, also known as Adrenal Insufficiency. After his return to Dublin his health problems had continued making it difficult to work. Then his Doctor had read an article about conditions like Jack’s, the author of that article was the Specialist that Jack had seen that morning. The Specialist had said that they were waiting for the bloodwork to get back from the lab, tomorrow. So, Jack had been at loose ends for the afternoon. He’d looked up an old friend.

Leary Quinlan had survived the First World War, Irish Civil War, Spanish War and the Soviet War. After all that he’d figured that he’d used up a lifetime’s worth of luck. Leary had done what Irishmen in strange lands had done in retirement since time out of mind. He’d gotten married and opened a bar. He’d opened Leary’s Tavern just south of the Tiergarten and discovered that it was popular with the Berliners. There was also a growing Irish expat population in the city that saw it as a taste of home, even if Leary’s Polish wife couldn’t cook proper Irish food if her life depended on it. The result was an odd mixture of Irish and Polish food that was uniquely Berlin. When he had a chance to change the menu, Leary had been met with fierce protest. Over the last few years Leary and his growing family tasted something that might have been unthinkable for him while he was coming up in Dublin decades earlier, economic success.

“Captaen Kennedy” Leary called out in greeting when Jack walked in. “Welcome to my humble establishment.”

Jack could see that there was nothing humble about it. As the business had grown Leary had knocked out the nonloadbearing walls. The result was that the bar had an open floor plan that occupied the entire ground floor. Upstairs was the apartment where Leary’s family lived, the rest of the building they rented out. It being mid-afternoon, the lunch crowd was gone, and the evening crowd had yet to appear. In a few hours this room, large as it was, would be completely packed.

“What can I get you” Leary said, “This is one of the few places in all of Berlin where a man can get a proper pint of stout.”

Jack had just come from Dublin, so he didn’t have a thirst for that just yet. Still though, he wasn’t surprised. The Germans were notorious about how beer was made and what it was made from. One of the things that Leary was known for was that he did business with brewers across the border in Belgium. He was able to get stouts, porters and some of the more exotic concoctions the Belgians produced on tap because of that.

“The newsletter doesn’t give the full scope of this place” Jack said. Referring to the newsletter that all the Regiment’s veterans got.

“I know” Leary replied, “But would anyone believe it if it did?”

“Perhaps” Jack said, “Everyone knows that Irishmen seem to conquer the world everywhere except Ireland.”

“Too true” Leary said before he started yelling at one of the hired help who was doing something not to his satisfaction. “I can’t wait for the children to be old enough to start helping out. Having to work with people outside your family is a royal pain in the arse.”

In Leary’s world you started helping in the family business as soon as you were able to. All Jack could do was look at the newspapers with a great deal of discomfort in that regard. Jack knew that if his family had stayed in Boston his Father and Joe Junior would be up to their eyeballs in this Augusta mess. Looking at the board to see what was on tap, that seemed like safer thing to think about.

“Himbeere weizen?” Jack asked, “People drink that?”

“You’d be amazed”

“Just some sort of beer not as heavy as a stout that doesn’t sound like it came from a confectionary.”

“That can be done” Leary said before going to pour Jack something, while he was doing that he called over his shoulder. “You remember Leifteanant Mischner?”

“Yeah” Jack said, “What about him?”

“He’s in the news” Leary said, “Take a look in the newspaper on the bar, third or fourth page.”

Jack looked at the Berlin newspaper that Leary was talking about. The front page was dominated by Augusta and South Africa. Flipping open the second page Jack saw a story that mentioned a US Senator who was resigning to spend more time with his family. This had made international news because of the humorous aspect, the Senator in question was an ardent segregationist who had fathered a child with a black domestic. The paper asked which family he intended to spend time with? There were times when Jack was glad that his family had relocated to Dublin. Flipping to the next page…

“Goddamn” Jack said.

“What is it?” Leary asked.

“A second Katherine von Mischner on this Earth”

There on the page was a family photograph of the von Mischners as well as their von Richthofen in-laws. There was Kat von Mischner herself standing with her husband next to her brother. There was a girl who Jack didn’t know there holding a little boy, the article said that the boy was Hans’ son, Manfred. The article said the girl was named Elisabeth Tritten, but it didn’t say more than that. Hans’ wife, Helene, was was to Hans' right, holding a baby. On either side of them was two older couples who Jack presumed were Hans’ parents and in-laws. Hans’ father-in-law was Field Marshal, how about that.

“What does that have to do with anything?” Leary asked.

“I’ve encountered Kat Mischner a few times” Jack said, “She’s the sort of woman that is best avoided.”
 
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Jack is going to drop a note expressing congratulations and good wishes for the newborn baby and her parents, and hopes that the baby's aunt doesn't find out that he is in town.
Jack sure does know his family and is glad that they are not mixed up in all of this (cue ominous music).
But more importantly this is another great slice of life update that shows us a vastly different world.
 
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