Chapter 850: Their Influence in Politics, Breakfast
The saga of Hoover and Roosevelt's love-hate relationship could fill days of storytelling, but I'll keep it brief.
Before and during the early days of Roosevelt's presidency, the two were in a honeymoon phase. Upon taking office, Roosevelt summoned FBI Director J. Edgar Hoover, personally tasking him with investigating communist and fascist activities in the U.S. To expedite intelligence gathering, Roosevelt gave Hoover free rein.
By Roosevelt's mid-term, their relationship soured.
Roosevelt's indifference to Jewish capital further fueled Hoover's discontent. During this period, Hoover began secretly collecting dirt on Roosevelt, uncovering some explosive material.
Then—
Roosevelt died suddenly, under mysterious circumstances.
The influence of Jewish interests in U.S. business is no secret—Wall Street is practically their domain. But their sway in American politics has been growing too, in subtle, insidious ways.
As mentioned earlier, Franklin Roosevelt's second son, Elliott Roosevelt, and his first wife, Louise Harvey, adopted a Jewish child, Michael Merritt. Some speculate Michael was actually Roosevelt's biological grandson, a backup plan for the family's legacy.
Then there's Julie Nixon, daughter of President Nixon, who married Erik Karen, a Jewish producer and director, in 1984. They had two children.
Susan Ford, daughter of President Ford, married Charles F. Vance, son of Jewish businessman Harris D. West.
Robert F. Kennedy, brother of President John F. Kennedy, married the daughter of Anita Feld, president of the University of Southern California—a Jewish woman.
George W. Bush's daughter, Barbara, married a Jewish banker from New York.
Chelsea Clinton, this very year, wed her Jewish husband, Marc Mezvinsky.
President Obama's early political advisor and Chicago mayor, Rahm Emanuel, married into a prominent Jewish family. Though not Jewish himself, he converted to Judaism after marriage.
Hunter Biden married Melissa Cohen, a Jewish woman from South Africa, only to later divorce.
Curiously, after Hunter's divorce, his sister Ashley Biden married Howard Krein, a Jewish doctor, and they had two children.
In the original timeline, without Martin's influence, Ivanka Trump's husband would've been Jewish too, and she would've converted to Judaism post-marriage. Similarly, Eric Trump married Lara Alexandra Thompson, a Jewish American, in 2014, and they had multiple children.
Jewish tradition holds that if even one ancestor is Jewish, no matter how diluted the bloodline, the family remains Jewish. Sound familiar? It's akin to the "one-drop rule" for African Americans.
In essence, most major U.S. political families are now, to some degree, Jewish families.
That's how deep their influence runs.
Back to the story.
After learning Gal Gadot's secret, Martin had an idea—still half-formed, but brewing.
He thought for a moment and said, "Is Yaron back tomorrow? How about we all grab dinner?"
"Great!" Gal, still reeling from Martin's conquest and at her most compliant, nodded without hesitation.
Elsewhere, Yaron Varsano was reporting to a middle-aged Jewish man about Gal.
"She doesn't seem thrilled about the identity the organization imposed on her. She might not be willing to… you know, sleep with me, let alone have a kid."
"Hmph," the man scoffed. "For the strength of our Jewish nation, personal sacrifice is nothing. This isn't about her willingness—it's her duty as a Jew."
"But—"
"No buts, Yaron. I've noticed you're getting a bit too sympathetic toward her. That's not good."
"I understand," Yaron said, his face grim as he nodded.
The man chuckled, lightening the mood. "Relax, don't look so glum. You're not actually falling for that actress, are you? Later, I'll set you up with some gorgeous girls—guaranteed to keep you entertained."
Yaron forced a smile.
Deep down, he wondered. He was starting to feel something for Gal, but it was painfully clear she didn't reciprocate. He didn't refuse the man's offer. Maybe other women could help him dull those inappropriate feelings.
…
The next day, when Yaron returned "home," Gal was humming a tune while preparing breakfast, clearly in high spirits.
Yaron noticed her radiant beauty seemed even more striking today.
"Good mood, huh? Something nice happen?" he asked casually, though inwardly he regretted his wild night, wrestling with his conflicted emotions.
"Nothing much, just slept well last night," Gal replied. "Want breakfast? I made omelets and bacon."
"Sure, hook me up."
Yaron shrugged off his jacket, tossed it onto the couch, and sat at the dining table.
Gal set a plate in front of him, then took her own and sat across from him.
For a moment, Yaron felt the scene was oddly warm.
Cough, cough, cough!
He cleared his throat, about to say something, when Gal's phone rang.