00010848.GIF Wiegand, Karl H. von: Hitler foresees his end. Cosmopolitan April 1939, p.28 Der Fuehrer's high degree of [unreadable] sensitivity, intensified by diet and meditation in the mountains, and his extraordinary psychic intuition - the qualities that guided him boldly and unerringly in those bloodless battles in which he confounded the most astute, experienced and skilled statesmen in Europe - now bring to him the forebodings fro [sic] the future. From Der Fuehrer's official family trickle reports that he is now consumed by a fever of haste and hurry, veritable brainstorms and hysterical outbursts of irritation, impatience and anger at delay of anything he orders done. Nothing can move fast enough got him. This is believed to have its roots chiefly in the psychosis of his premonitions that he will not have the necessary time to consumate the grandiose political plans and truly monumental city-building projects and reach the goals he set for himself. "I know that I shall not live to be old," he said to me years ago. Now he speaks of it openly in private conversations. "My time is now short and Is till [sic] have so much to do," is a plaint that has become familiar to his entourage. It is becoming an obsession with Der Fuehrer. "Nothing can go fast enough any more," confirmed a high member of Hitler's personal staff. Hitler is telling everyone around him that "meine Zeit ist nun kurz" and the end of his mission in the world is nearing," reported Monsieur Andre Francois-Poncet, until recently French Ambassador to Berlin - the one diplomat with whom Der Fuehrer got on best. What the dictator of Gross-Deutschland understands by "short" and "[unreadable]", he has not revealed to anyone. With unshakable inner conviction, with fanatical faith, Hitler believes in his mission, in his destiny and in the forces, inner or external, that guide him. "I carry out the commands that Providence has laid upon me," he has said to me in conversations and declared publicly." I go my way with the certainty and security of a somnambulist." Hitler, the most air-minded head of state in the world, who traveled almost everywhere in Germany in his own special plane, today no longer flies. Also he has given orders that neither Field Marshal Goering, Minister of Air, nor any other important member of his cabinet shall fly. "An accident shall not come to the aid of the enemies of Germany," was his laconic comment. Whether the portents of the stars as calculated by astrologers, to the effect that Der Fuehrer will reach the pinnacle of achievement and fame this year and that thereafter his star will decline, have anything to do with his forebodings, I do not know. Astrological forecasts of this nature, whatever importance may or may not be attached to them, are banned in Germany. When I first knew Adolf Hitler, in Munich in 1921 and 1922, he was in touch with a circle that believed firmly in the portents of the stars. There was much whispering of the coming of "another Charlemagne and a new Reich." How far Hitler himself believed in these astrological forecasts and prophecies in those days I never could get oud [sic] of Der Fuehrer. He neither denied nor affirmed belief. He was not averse, however, to making use of the forecasts to advance popular faith in himself and in his then young and struggling movement. Wiegand, Karl H. von: Hitler foresees his end. Cosmopolitan April 1939, p.28.29. 00010849.GIF Wiegand, Karl H. von: Hitler foresees his end. Cosmopolitan April 1939, p.152 On occasions when I have been with Hitler, I have had the inexplicable feeling that he stood under some mysterious command; that long and intensive concentration on the idea and thought of the attainment of power now achieved, has exposed him to a "might complex" with all its mental, emotional, and psychic dangers. In simple words he once related to me how this divine mandate came to him. It was just at the close of the war in November 1918, as he lay in the Pasewalk hospital, blinded from a gas attack on the front. "And as I lay there, it came over me that I would liberate the German people and make Germany great." That was all. The [unreadable] inspiration or whatever you wish to call it did say he "should" or "must"; it said he "would". That word, to him, contained in it the promise, the assurance that he would succeed in the mission. [unreadable paragraph] To a member of his cabinet Hitler is credited with having said: "If I wrote my book "Mein Kampf" today I would write every word as it is, only one chapter I would alter - the chapter on England. That I would write just the contrary of the views expressed therein." Among the few who so far have been invited to or permitted to visit this little palace in the clouds, there are some who think Hitler, when he designed it, had in mind, its eventual transformation into his mausoleum. Other associate it with cryptic remarks he has made about an earnest wish that he could withdraw completely from the world and devote the remainder of his days to thinking out and writing a great new philosophy for the German people. The snow-covered peaks of the Alps glistening in the moonlight remind Adolf Hitler of the glittering but cold, lonely heights of fame and achievement to which he has climbed. "I am the loneliest man on earth," he said recently to a former employee of his household. The last time we discussed the Jews was one day when he called on me unexpectedly in my room in the [unreadable name] Hotel in Munich. "You have no right,"I said,"'to bring the world down on the neck of the German people not yet recovered from the strain of the World War. And that you will arouse the world against Germany is certain if you attempt to execute so ruthless a plan. Hitler said I did not "understand" the great racial principle behind the anti-Jewish movement. He shouted at the top of his voice, waved his arms and ranted around Wiegand, Karl H. von: Hitler foresees his end. Cosmopolitan April 1939, p.188.8.131.52. 00010850.gif page 3 Wiegand, Karl H. von: Hitler foresees his end. Cosmopolitan April 1939, p.155. in the room, as he sometimes does when excited. I would not argue with him. I never argue, and anyhow, a debate with Hitler is hopelessly one-sided. He is adamant where once he has made up his mind. During the early years of his career Der Fuehrer had the patience of a Red Indian."I have learned the art of waiting, "he would say to me. His premonitions and forebodings that the end of the road is coming in sight now have brought a fever of impatience, haste, hurry, drive. Wiegand, Karl H. von: Hitler foresees his end. Cosmopolitan April 1939, p.184.108.40.206. I was told recently by parties in high responsible positions in Berlin that by his dismissal of Schacht, high-ranking generals and Der Fuehrer has created such an atmosphere of fear around himself that none will risk telling him things which he ought to know but which will be disagreeable to him. In the circle, immediately around Hitler today there is a nervous feeling, a dread of his anger, that expresses itself in the words: "Um Gottes Willen, den Fuehrer nicht aufregen!" Literally, "Don't excite Der Fuehrer!" Not to ecite [sic] him means not to tell him bad news, not to mention things that are not as he conceives them to be. Der Fuehrer is very thin-skinned. He is particularly sensitive to ridicule. During the early stages of his career he was called"insignificant," "faceless", "the prototype of the Little Man." Has Hitler remembered that characterization? He has. He never forgets an injury. He never forgives. Little the world knows of the wave of exaltation that swept Adolf Hitler as the great British Empire, in the personification of Premier Chamberlain, came to him at Berchtesgaden, bowed before him and pleaded for peace. Stage management could not refrain from the little trick of photographing Hitler standing on a higher base and looking down upon the British Premier. When journalists wrote their disappointment in the man Adolf Hitler, before his accession to the unrestricted power of dictator of Germany, I had already know [sic] him ten years. Had I not been a student of mysticism, experimental psychology and Eastern philosophy for seven years,their impressions of the externally colorless Fuehrer at that time would have been my own, As it was, I sensed under that indifferent exterior an intense flame. The day after Hitler's accession to power, he sent for me. With both hands outstretched, he greeted me, thanked me, saying I was the only foreigner, who had taken him seriously and treated him with dignity throughout the years of his bitter struggle.He would always remember it. Wiegand, Karl H. von: Hitler foresees his end. Cosmopolitan May 1939, p.48. 00010851.gif page 4 Wiegand, Karl. H. von: Hitler foresees his end. Cosmopolitan May 1939. He has forgotten. No dictator can have friends. It is dangerous for him; it is dangerous for his friends. Hitler is the vortex of a whirlpool of intrigue. He keeps them fighting each other around himself. No one sees him alone any more, not even the Cheif [sic] of the General Staff of the army, I am told. In that first interview after he took over, Hitler immediately asked: "What is the reaction in America?" "Waiting," I replied. Immediately, his anger flared. "Waiting! Why waiting?" he demanded. "To see what you, Mr. Chancellor, will do." On a later occasion, when I called in answer to a telephone message that the Reichskanzler would like to see me, he was irritable over some of my criticisms of his policy. I told him that if he attempted to restrict my independence as a foreign journalist, we could never meet again. He calmed down and became friendly again. Suddenly he remarked: You ought to congratulate yourself." "Why?" I asked. "You are the only man who had the right tip on me and what I would achieve." Adolf Hitler lives a life of constant mental, emotional and psychic strain. No golf, no tennis, not even walks. No personal interest in athletics or sports. In place of exercise he has daily massage. He has been worrying lately about his figure. He has been putting on weight - apparently not healthy weight, at that. He is rather puffy. He tried a diet of nuts and raw fruit. I am suffering the tortures of hunger," he remarked once during the Nazi Party Congress in Nuremberg early in September as he sat at the table, nibbling at nuts. "I don't want to get fat. It would interfere with my working capacity. He entered Sudentenland with his army carrying a pocketful of nuts. An official of his personal staff remarked to me the other day, "Der Fuehrer can stow away an incredible quantity of that "fodder" he eats." Adolf Hitler's habits are as erratic and irregular as his temper and restless moods. He may go to bed at eleven or at midnight; more often not till four in the morning. Usually, though not always, everybody in his official family has to be up with him. There may be guests. His entourage are put to their wits' end to entertain him, or rather, to relax him, divert his mind. There is music, dancing and cinema films, of which he is very fond. He sips a thin mixture of milk and cocoa, calls for peppermint tea or drinks a mug of near beer with one percent alcohol. It is a brew specially made for him by one of the Munich breweries. That is as near as he ever comes to alcohol. When I first knew him in 1921 and 1922 he would lunch or dine with me at the Odeon Cafe or elsewhere in Munich, and then he occasionally drabk [sic] a stein of real beer, even a tiny glass of schnapps. Hitler is neitherprompt [sic] nor punctual in his appointments made for him. Ceremonial, etiquette and tradition in diplomacy don't mean much to him. They are mere forms, in themselves unimportant in his eyes. Even the Duke of Windsor, formerly King-Emperor of Great Britain and the Dominions Over the Sea, was kept waiting about an hour by Hitler. In vital matters Hitler is far from unmindful of the name and record of success or failure he will leave to posterity. Wiegand, Karl H. von: Hitler foresees his end. Cosmopolitan May 1939. pp.157.158. 00010852.gif page 5 Wiegand, Karl.H.von: Hitler foresees his end. Cosmopolitan 1939 "History will not excuse me if I fail in reaching a major objective because I have permitted myself to be diverted by a minor matter", he has said to me. There is no Cleopatra, no Josephine, no Pompadour, not even a Lola Montez ( Bavarian King Ludwig's dancer friend) in Adolf Hitler's life. Much nonsense has been written and gossiped about him. In respect to sex he seems immune from human weakness. Adolf Hitler has a profound contempt for the weakness in men for sex and the fool that it makes of them. This indifference or even aversion to sex is not as exceptional as many people believe. Hitler likes the presence of pretty women around him in those hours when he tries to relax his tense mind. There are five who are called "Hitler"s Five Tiller Girls". He likes a lively chatter. Occasionally he will sit by the side of one and, as if unconscious of it, lightly pat or gently stroke her hand. It ends there. Der Fuehrer cannot long stand intellectual women. They bore him. Hitler is quite a mimic and sometimes finds real fun and relaxation in mimicking members of his cabinet. He does it well. He likes to mimic Dr. Paul Joseph Goebbels, his Minister of Propaganda and Popular Enlightenment, whom the people call "der kleine Satan" (the little Satan) Goebbels on occasions brings a flock of dancers from the Berlin Opera ballet to dance before Der Fuehrer. It tends to make you think of the temptation of Persifal. Above all others Hitler likes to mimic Field Marshall Hermann Goering. He does it so well that shouts of laughter sometimes make the face of the Minister of Air turn red. Adolf Hitler is that rare phenomenon in high politics and among statesmen - a mystic with strong psychic perceptions and mediumistic sensitiveness. There are times, especially in moments of solitude in the mountains, when he has prevision, is momentarily clairvoyant. Not only things he foretold to me years ago, but also his "Mein Kampf" written in 1925 are evidence of that faculty. He is not a spiritualist medium, as some would have it. He does not talk to spirits. He communes with himself. It is then that his inspirations, if such you want to call them, come to him. From the beginning he has been convinced that he was given a definite "mission" by Providence. Wiegand, Karl, H.von: Hitler foresees his end. Cosmopolitan, May 1939. pp-158,159.
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