"Will fascism come in the wake of the New Deal? The writer surveys its rapid post-war spread through Europe, reviews its origins in the writings of Pareto and Sorel and indicates steps that lead to its establishment."
An article about FDR's Alphabet Agencies can be read here...
An article that refutes the argument as to whether FDR was a fascist can be read here...
- from Amazon:
Appearing in CONFIDENTIAL MAGAZINE during the early months of 1954 were these pages from a memoir that was written by the sergeant who rode herd on the New York Police Security Detail for President Franklin Roosevelt. As far as we can figure, Prisoner at Hyde Park by New York State Policeman Edward J. Dougherty was never published, but as you will soon read, it was full of many obscure and unheard of stories of FDR and the world he dominated while in the Empire State.
"Congressional eyes bulged last January when President Roosevelt handed Congress his plan to streamline the executive branch of the Government. He asked for sixspecial assistants, two new cabinet officers, an auditor general (to supplant the all-powerful Controller General), a reshuffling and consolidation of boards and bureaus" and an expansion of the civil service in all directions.
"The crusading spirit that Franklin D. Roosevelt was able to summon up in the minds of Government employees at the outset of his first administration, and again in the years that followed, now is vanishing. The spirit and imagination of Mr. Roosevelt brought into public service would not have been there."
"It was this quality that captured the enthusiasm of engineers like J.A. Krug; of lawyers like Oscar S. Cox, Ben Cohen and Thomas Corcoran; of economists like Robert Nathan, Launchlin Curie, Leon Henderson and Isadore Lubin".
This highly personal column appeared in one of New York City's evening papers and seemed characteristic of the feeling experienced by much of the U.S. after hearing about the unexpected death of President Roosevelt.
Written by Joe Cummiskey, the column stands out as the type of remembrance that is thoroughly unique to those who write about sports all day long, which is who Mr. Commiskey was:
"Somehow or other, if you were in sports, you never thought of FDR so much as connected with the high office which he held. Rather, you remembered him most the way he'd chuckle, getting ready to throw out the the first ball to open the baseball season. Or how he'd sit on the 50 at the Army-Navy game..."
With the exception of the attached piece, there is no magazine article in existence that illustrated so clearly the soul-piercing pain that descended upon the city of New York when the word got around that President Franklin Delano Roosevelt had died. YANK correspondent Bill Davidson walked from one neighborhood to the next recording much of what he saw:
"Nowhere was grief so open as in the poorest districts of the city. In Old St. Patrick's in the heart of the Italian district on the lower East Side, bowed, shabby figures came and went, and by the day after the President died hundreds of candles burned in front of the altar. 'Never' a priest said 'have so many candles burned in this church'."
"A woman clasped her 8-year-old son and said, 'Not in my lifetime or in yours will we again see such a man.'"