(November 11, 1885 – December 21, 1945)Patton went through the Second World War taking part in some of the most savage battles, adored and respected by his men, unlike many pampered "rear line" generals. Such was his fighting prowess and no nonsense get-at-em attitude that, given his head, he probably could have ended the war months earlier than was the case.
He was denied taking Berlin in favour of the dreaded Bolshevik Jewish Red Army, and the resulting terrible murders, rapes and horror that ensued. It may have been this as much as anything that woke Patton up to the Jewish extremist nature of the Russian leadership.
After writing a few candid and open letters to his wife voicing astonishing doubts that he had spent the war fighting the wrong enemy, he died in a minor fender bender car crash, one in which he was the only one to die by bumping his head. All others in the car survived largely unhurt.
Patton realised the truth of things, and then he quickly died, as many have done before, and will do again.
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