Kubizek met Adolf Hitler at a opera house in As Louis L. Snyder has pointed out: “Before long August began to regard his chance acquaintance as his best. This, August Kubizek gives. The son of an upholsterer in Linz, inspired early with a passion for music, Kubizek first met Hitler late in when both were. A valuable historical document from Hitlers only childhood friend.
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Search the history of over billion web pages on the Internet. Roper was a jew reporter with close ties to Britisii Intelligence. He came on the scene with his ridiculous hifler about the “gas chambers” and “ovens” at Dachau. Thereafter, the British government stated that Dachau was not a “death gitler and no such facilities existed there.
All the the so-called “extermination camps” curiously ended up in Soviet held territory. That should tell you something. This book deals with the darkest, perhaps the most formative, kubjzek therefore, in some sense, the most kubizei period of Hitler’s life. His public life is now fully-indeed oppressively-documented; his mature character, in its repellent fixity, is now fully known. But his crucial early years, the years between leaving school and joining the Bavarian army are, in the language of one of his biographers [Thomas Hitller, Das WarHitier- Revue, Munich,No.
Any light on those undocumented years is welcome. The light shed by this book is more than that: But before showing this let us examine the meagre framework of fact into which it is fitted. Hitier leftschool atSteyr in Septemberand went to live with his widowed mother in Linz.
He was then aged sixteen. In May he paid his first visit to Vienna and stayed there with his sister for two months, after which he returned to Linz. In the autumn of he went again to Vienna and lived, for part of the time at least, in the Men’s Home at No.
In October he was rejected by the Academy, and soon afterwards he returned to Linz where his mother was incurably ill.
On December 21,she died. In FebruaryHitier returned to Vienna and stayed with a friend in furnished rooms, at No. In Novemberfinding himself too poor to continue paying that rent, he suddenly left, and by the spring ofwhen we next hear of him, he was back in the Men’s Home in the Meldemannstrasse. He appears to have used various other addresses, including a flop house in the Meidling area and rooms in Simon Denk Gasse, but the Meldemannstrasse Men’s Home evidently remained his base untilwhen he left for Munich, apparentiy to avoid military service in the Austro-Hungarian army.
Now whatevidence have we of Hitler’s life and character in those crucial years?
Apart from a few legal documents we have Hitler’s own account in Mein Kampf, which may be suspect and is necessarily subjective; we have the accounts by a Sudeten tramp, Reinhold Hanisch, who knew him inand by some other more casual acquaintances in Vienna, as these accounts were given to the anti-Nazi journalist, Konrad Heiden, in the s; and we have the full account given by J osef Greiner, who knew Hitler when both were lodging in the Men’s Home in the Meldemannstrasse, firstduring Hitler’s second visit to Vienna in Septemberlater on Greiner’s return to Vienna in Of these sources, Greiner’s account, which was published inis the fullest and has hitherto been regarded as by far the most valuable.
Nevertheless, it does notanswerthe questions which we mostwantto see answered. ForGreiner’s portrait of Hitler, thougii presented in objective terms, is essentially the portrait of a shiftless, roving, almost weak character, but one whose weakness is combined with a harsh inhuman, mechanical, repetitive fanaticism.
Hitler, he says, was a sorry figure, unpleasing to men and women alike, and his existence in Vienna, it is implied — although he read hugely — was utterly purposeless. Now although this account bears recognisable resemblances to the later Hitler as known to history, there has always seemed to me something defective in it.
It shows no trace of the qualities which be mustalso have possessed. Forfirst, although Hitler was undoubtedly crafty and crooked and mean and inhuman, the most obvious fact about his character was the devouring, systematic will power which he was afterwards to show and which must have been present in embryo even atthattime; and secondly, although we know that Hitler became utterly cynical and inhuman, it is difficult to believe that he was always thus.
I do not believe that men are born sour and inhuman: Here Greiner gives no help; and therefore, reading his book, I feel that he has recollected superficial characteristics only — perhaps even that his recollection is somewhat clouded by afterevents, by the atmosphere of disgust which must have prevailed in Vienna in What we require, if we are to see Hitler’s character and views in process of formation, is a more intimate, more sympathetic portrait of what must have been, even in the most dehumanised man, a human period.
This, August Kubizek gives. The son of an upholsterer in Linz, inspired early with a passion for music, Kubizek first met Hitler late in when both were competing for standing room at the opera. Kubizek was then sixteen. From thattime onwards, forthe next four years, says Kubizek, “I lived side by side with Adolf.
In these decisive years, when he grew from a boy of fifteen to a young man, Adolf confided to me things that he had told to no one, not even his mother. In Vienna it was Kubizek with whom Hitler, inshared the room in Stumpergasse. A common love of music and a romantic friendship kept them together. Hitler always the dominant, Kubizek the recessive partner. Then, quite suddenly, on November 20,Kubizek returned to Vienna and, arriving at 29 Stumpergasse, found that his friend had disappeared, leaving no address.
It was only forty years later that Kubizek was to learn what had happened: Adolf had disappeared into the shady depths of the Metropolis.
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kubizzek Then began for him those years of bitterest misery of which he himself says little and of which there is no reliable witness. He only refers to him once, and then not by name, when he shows that Greiner has illustrated his book with a faked portrait. And what is the character which Hitler showed to Kubizek in these four years of friendship?
It is a far more human and, in my opinion, a far more plausible character than that to which Greiner’s hltler has accustomed us. Externally Hitler sill appears a drifting character: But behind this shiftless exterior Kubizek constructs whatmusthave been there, although it was notapparentto casual acquaintances: Here we see – along with the incipient monomania, the repetitive cliches, and the Wagnerian romanticism of his later years – the early evidence of that unbreakable will power, that extraordinary self-confidence.
And then turning to detail, we see in Vienna, when Kubizek was closest to him, the working hitker Hitier’s mind as it feels its way towards the beginnings of national socialism: Behind the outward meaninglessness of his hand-to-mouth existence we see the inner purposefulness of his studies, his experiences, kbizek reasoning.
The account may sometimes be romanticised, but not, I think, much, or more than is legitimate and indeed inevitable kugizek the recollections of youth. By all external checks Kubizek’s account is reliable, and to anyone who has studied the mind and character of Hitler it is also inherently plausible.
Hitier’s character, in the years afterundoubtedly became harder and more hateful: In some respects it also changed, not its quality but its direction.
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We learn casually from Kubizek that in his Vienna days, Hitier was a pacifist; and certainly the ruthlessness of his later worship of war becomes more comprehensible when we realise that it was the religion of a convert.
But fundamentally we see here what we have never seen before, and what superficial observers have never shown: Hitler was afterwards able, in circumstances which he could not then have envisaged, to mobilise, like Satan in Hell, some of the best as well as some of the worst instincts of a defeated people: What though the field be lost?
All is not lost; the hiter Will, And study kubjzek revenge, immortal hate. And courage never to submit or yield: Kubizrk what is else notto be overcome?
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Like Satan, having mobilised these forces, he was to use his power over them for a sinister purpose: A good book does not need to he summarised, only introduced. I believe that this is a very important kubiezk Having said this, I can leave it to the reader, only adding a brief note on the author.
August Kubizek did in fact emancipate himself from the upholsterer’s trade and after studying at the Vienna School of Music he became conductor of the orchestra of the Austrian town of Marburg on the Drave.
Thereupon Kubizek accepted a position as an official in the municipal council of Eferding in Upper Austria, notfarfrom his original home, and music, from being his profession, became his hobby.
On April 8,after thirty years of separation, he met Hitier again, and the FiJhrer, who had just annexed Austria to the Reich, suggested to his former friend that he should resume, under his powerful patronage, a musical career; but Kubizek declined the offer and although he was sometimes taken by Hitler to the Wagner Festival atBayreuth, never sought to profit by his former friendship.
He remained in local government in Eferding, and exceptfora short period in the American detention camp at Glasenbach inhas remained there ever since. He retired as head of the council on] anuary 1,and now lives in the marketplace kugizek his wife, who keeps there a small draper’s shop. Of his early intimacy with Hitler, this book is the only record he has chosen to make. It will have an important place among the source books of history.
Before his marriage my father had been an upholsterer’s assistant at a furniture jubizek in Linz. He used to have kuvizek midday meal in a little cafe and it was there he met my mother who was working as a waitress. They fell in love, and were married in J uly, Atfirstthe young couple lived in the house of my mother’s parents. My father’s wages were low, the work was hard, and my mother had to give up her job when she was expecting me.
Thus I was born in rather miserable circumstances. One year later my sister Maria was born, butdied at a tender age. The following year, Therese appeared; she died atthe age of four.
My third sister, Karoline, fell desperately ill, lingered on for some years, and died kubziek she was eight. My mother’s grief was boundless. Throughout her life she suffered from the fear of losing me, too; for I was the only one left to her of herfour children.
Consequently all my mother’s love was concentrated upon me. Meanwhile, my father had set up on his own and had opened an upholsterer’s business at No.
The old Baernreiterhaus, heavy and ungainly, which still stands there unaltered, became the home of my childhood and youth. The narrow, sombre Klammstrasse looked rather poor in comparison with its continuation, the broad and airy promenade, with its lawns and trees.
Our unhealthy housing conditions had certainly contributed to the early death of my sisters. In the Baernreiterhaus things were different. On the ground kubizem there was the workshop and, on the firstfloor our apartment, which consisted of two rooms and a kitchen. But now my father was neverfree from money troubles.
More than once kubziek comtemplated kubiezk down the business and again taking a job with the furniture makers. Yet each time, he managed to overcome his difficulties atthe last moment. I started school, a very unpleasant experience. My mother wept over the bad reports I brought home.
Her sorrow was the kubizrk thing that could persuade me to work harder.