00010533.GIF Page 12 LUDECKE And now he went off at one of his quick tangents. "Beethoven exploded when he heard Napoleon had crowned himself emperor - he threw the manuscript he was going to dedicate to him on the floor and trampled it under his feet -" Herr Hitler was so overcome with histrionic rage that he became Hitler and fairly crushed Napoleon into the carpet. Seeing the astonishment on my face, he quickly added: "Thank God he didn't destroy it - he later called it the 'Eroica.'" With scarcely a second's pause he was back on the track again.... And so it went on for a long while, with Hitler pacing around as much as the miniature room permitted.... P. 374, Ludecke, I knew H. Hitler was growing visibly calmer, and finally came round. Taking a more conciliatory attitude, he spoke almost humorously... I was made aware of the 'general's stupid performance' during the putsch, of his 'poor show' at the trial when he denied knowledge and responsibility 'to avoid punishment'. ...He scoffed at Ludendorff's "face-saving", apparently unaware that he himself, to save his own face, was now impunging [sic] the motives of the once-cherished General whose prestige he had ruined. "And now Ludendorff's senseless attacks on the Roman Church and on the Crown Prince Rupprecht are forcing me to separate myself from him. For the moment they are the stronger - what else can I do if I want to resume my work? I must come to terms with them - otherwise I should be out of the picture. And what then? Ridiculous to expect me to drop Streicher... Who is going to win Nuremberg for me... Nein, meine Herren, daraus wird nichts...." By now he was in his old element again, talking himself into a fury. Gone was that awkwardness, that false undertone which occasionally had showed through his ill-temper. He had regained his persuasive, almost compelling countenance, displaying again his usual sureness and that mask of captivating sincerity.... "And this... idiotic indignation about Esser! The fellow has more political sense in his fingertips than the whole bunch of his accusers in their buttocks. ... I have to take people as I find them, use them as best I can according to their talents, and forget about their bad points...." pp. 276/77, Ludecke, I knew H. 00010534.GIF Page 13 Ludecke ... first I saw Roehm. ... "...No need to tell you what Hitler is like," (he said). ..."if you try to tell him anything, he knows everything already. Though he often does what we advise, he laughs in our faces at the moment, and later does the very thing as if it were all his own idea and creation. He doesn't even seem to be aware how dishonest he is. I've never seen a mad so magnificently unaware that he's adorning himself with borrowed plumage. Usually he solves suddenly, at the very last minute, a situation that has become intolerable and dangerous only because he vacillates and procrastinates. And that's because he can't act as clearly and logically as he can think and talk - no system in the execution of his thoughts. Hitler wants things his own way, and he doesn't realize how he can wear on one's nerves, doesn't know that he fools only himself and those worms around him with his fits and heroics...." p. 287, Ludecke, I knew H. When Hitler had first swept me off my feet, I had been ten years younger. Now I was astonished how cool I remained... And yet I felt again... the invisible lines of force which radiated from Hitler... Whether one was repelled or attracted, one was electrified. p. 377, Ludecke, I knew H. 1932 The change in his speaking routine amazed me. His pantomime had not changed - clenched fists before his expressive, working face, heaven-pointed or threatening forefinger, pleading hands. But his speech was a new one to me. ... Now he spoke like an inspired statesman and a professor of ethics, yet he still held the crowd..... p. 378, Ludecke, I knew H. ...one of the most appreciated services Frau Goebbels rendered Hitler was the preparation of special meals, difficult to get elsewhere. Hitler was by now a confirmed vegetarian, finicky to exasperation over carrots and spinach, and Goebbels, by baiting his hospitality with a tasty vegetable-plate ... had managed to get and hold the Fuehrer's ear as no one else had before. p. 418, Ludecke, I knew Hitler. 00010535.GIF Page 14 Ludecke His (Goebbels) efforts to consolidate this influence by another stratagem had failed, however, because of a baffling quirk in Hitler's character - as I learned... when I changed to ask why Magda didn't find a pretty friend for the lonely Adolf. "My husband ... was most anxious to get Hitler interested in some nice girl... Alas, I was no good as a match-maker. I'd leave him alone with my most charming friends but he wouldn't respond. Putzi tried too, but didn't do any better than I. In some ways Hitler simply isn't human.... p. 419, Ludecke, I knew H. "If only he would take a mistress for the sake of the gallery" I said. "Yes, but he's not likely to... Maybe it's true that he can't get over Geli's death. ... he needs an intimate woman friend, ... to tell him the things no one else can mention. His clothes, his manners - ... his associates. You [sic] Heinrich Hoffmann, his staff photographer, who can be so funny with his jokes ... that Hitler shakes with laughter? Well, Hoffmann is always with him... and Hoffman's lamentable mistress is sure to trail along... The woman is impossible... Hitler... doesn't seem to mind... it's really unfortunate for the Party thah [sic] Hitler is so neutral in his human relationships." pp. 430.32, Ludecke, I knew H. Like Caesar, Hitler likes fat men around him.... p. 435, Ludecke, I knew H. (Hitler) As he/showed me his private elevator, the dramatic expression of his face changed to one of his boyish looks that can be so winning.... p. 437, Ludecke, I knew H. September 12, 1932; conversation between Hitler and Ludecke on future foreign policy: Hitler was pacing the room by now, still listening without interrupting me... Hitler sat down abruptly, still looking nettled... At this point, Hitler, who had been listening with eyes fixed on me, scratching his knees or rubbing his hands when excited, got up and began to pace again... pp. 452-56; Ludecke, I knew H.
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