- The Washington Times - Friday, May 7, 2010

OPERATION MINCEMEAT: HOW A DEAD MAN AND A BIZARRE PLAN FOOLED THE NAZIS AND ASSURED AN ALLIED VICTORY

By Ben Macintyre

Crown, $25.99, 416 pages

REVIEWED BY MURIEL DOBBIN

The darkest humor is often to be found in the deadly game of war, and a unique example is that of “Operation Mincemeat,” a hoax spun from ingenuity and imagination that became a stunning military coup in World War II.

As Ben Macintyre succinctly puts it, “Operation Mincemeat was pure make-believe, and it made Hitler believe something that changed the course of history.”

It was a strange story, he notes, conceived in the mind of a writer and put into action by a fisherman. And the most fitting tribute to the operation was contained in a telegram sent to British Prime Minister Winston Churchill in the spring of 1943 that read, “Mincemeat swallowed, rod, line and sinker.”

Mr. Macintyre, an editor at the Times of London, has acquired a reputation for unveiling the espionage secrets of World War II and is proving himself exceedingly good at it.

He recently wrote “Agent Zigzag” a fascinating account of an irresistible rogue of a double agent who profited from both the British and the Nazis. Now he tells the riveting story of a sophisticated and daring operation that used a dead body dropped into the waters off the coast of Spain in 1943 to fool the German military into believing that the Allies were not planning to land in Sicily to launch the anticipated North American invasion.

A film called “The Man Who Never Was,” starring Clifton Webb, was released after the war. But the intricate planning of the operation is described as a result of a meeting between Mr. Macintyre and Jeremy Montagu, son of Ewen Montagu, the man behind Mincemeat. The author was given access to an attic in which a large and dusty trunk contained bundles of files, many labeled “Top Secret.”

It was within those files that the author found and developed the details of how Mincemeat was invented and developed by a team that included Ian Fleming, the creator of super agent James Bond.

Making Mincemeat into reality was chiefly the work of two British naval officers with a streak of brilliance that bordered on the bizarre. Ewen Montagu, an intelligence officer, lawyer and fisherman, was the chief operative. He was assisted by Charles Cholmondeley, an MI5 operative with what was described as a “corkscrew mind” who first thought of using a dead body to deceive the Germans.

And at the heart of the conspiracy there was the corpse of Glyndwr Michael, the Welsh vagrant whom nobody wanted in life or death, who became Major William Martin, a war hero whose remains still lie in a grave in a Spanish cemetery, with flowers placed on the gravestone annually.

Only recently was a postscript carved onto the stone acknowledging that Glyndwr Michael “served as Major Martin.” It is a delicious irony, typical of Mincemeat that, as the author points out, Michael was a Welsh Baptist “who had never worn a uniform who had killed himself with rat poison, possibly as a result of insanity or by accident , buried in a Spanish Catholic grave with full military pomp.”

There is a dash of macabre humor in the name of the submarine that transported the corpse in its aluminum container hundreds of miles to Spain. The submarine was called “Seraph.”

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