Are you really that dense?
Am I dense? Oh no, far from it.
I used to work for the Navy Security Group as a linguist and cryptanalyst, working a desk involved in North African, Mediterranean and Middle Eastern intelligence. A part of my job involved reading reports from various intelligence agencies, some of which were military, others not.
This is really dicey, as I cannot directly tell you how and what I know from my experience in government, but I can tell you an experience I had afterwards.
About ten years after I was honorably discharged, one of my civilian coworkers, a naturalized citizen originally from an equitorial African nation, told me how the U.S. government treated him when he attended university in the U.S. He was squired around at U.S. expense, and shown all the great things and places that existed in the U.S. He was so impressed he told them he was applying for naturalization. The Feds tried to talk him out of it, but he went ahead and the velvet gloved treatment ended abruptly.
Later, when he paid a visit to his folks back in the old country, he happened to encounter one of his former classmates from university. This former classmate told him the U.S. government pressured him to work as an intelligence asset for them when he returned and acquired a government job, but he refused.
By the way, my coworker is a conservative Republican and applied for, and was accepted, to Navy OCS (Officers Candidate School). He is now a Naval Officer and a licensed engineer.
There exist three photographs which I believe back up my thesis.