Cord Meyer

... that was not gonna be the right way to go.

The second one, I got a call from Cord Meyer.

He said, "We met when you were studying in England." What I didn't know is that he was CIA station chief for Europe, and he used to meet students and young Americans there and keep track of them.

And I was offered a job with the CIA.

In the talk of the town in the current issue of the New Yorker, I find this pertinent editorial.

As we listened to President Truman broadcasting his victory message to the troops on VJ night, we wished he had included a paragraph or two from the article by Cord Meyer, Jr., the current atlantic maya did a stretch with the united states marines in the pacific and later with united states delegates in san francisco of the latter experience he wrote in current atlantic i have described these provisions of the charter because i wish to make one point so clear that no one can miss it the international organization cannot rely on its own power and authority in dealing with the most powerful nations of the world because it has been given none behind the facade of what I believe to be genuinely good intentions, there remains the basic condition of anarchy implicit in the existence of absolutely independent nations with large amounts of armed force at their disposal.

That, the New Yorker continues, would have been a good passage to read to the troops just before Bing sang I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas.

It's this basic condition that the United Nations organization must hasten to improve the editorial continues.

So Operation 40 and Mongoose, right? There's this g- uh, group of, like, CIA working with MI6, overthrowing countries, doing shit like that.

There's a guy called Cord Meyer and he's part of the covert-

Right

... ops teams.

He has a wife called Mary.

Mary starts getting together with JFK, gives him LSD, and she keeps a diary, and she lives in Georgetown.

And part of the Georgetown set is, like, Carroll Quigley and a bunch of other, you know, Georgetown people that include Angleton and Mary Meyer and Cord Meyer.

They all hang out at these dinner parties.

But when you're a stubborn old man, I mean, he could have told Costner a story and spun a yarn and sold his story for $5 million, set up his son and his other kids for life, and he chose not to.

But then at the very end, we get this whole convoluted story of the JFK assassination, you know, coming down from LBJ to Cord Meyer to David Morales and, you know, the French gunman on the grassy knoll and all of that.

I was just a benchwarmer.

I sat on the sidelines.