The Decent One (Der Anständige)

Yes, I swear that everything I say is the whole truth.

Margarete Himmler.

No, my daughter Gudrun is with me.

Heinrich Himmler.

In the beginning he was only the head of the SS.

Then he became Police Commissioner too,

and later, Minister of the Interior.

Yes.

There were papers and documents in it.

Yes, of course, if the house is still standing.

October 8, 1900.

From Gebhard Himmler, royal Bavarian teacher.

Your Royal Highness, Prince and Lord,

after speaking with the parish priest of St. Anne's,

I humbly inform you

that the priest will baptize our little Heinrich

on Saturday, October 13.

I feel grateful and thankful to you,

Your Royal Highness,

for agreeing to be godfather to this child.

It might interest you that our little son weighed

on his second day on earth, seven pounds, 200 grams.

He measured 52 cm.

Thank God, he's very lively and always hungry.

September 4, 1906. Heinrich started grade one at the Cathedral School.

Heinrich was often ill with mono, measles, pneumonia, mumps,

but he caught up, with the help of Miss Rudelt

and passed with a B.

March 12, 1910.

I must admit I was lazy and neglected my diary.

My elder brother Gebhard and I

attended the Passion Play at church with Mom and Dad.

The actors playing Christ and Judas and their costumes

were very enjoyable.

The orchestra and singing were pretty.

August 5, 1913.

Morning with Mom at Holy Mass.

At 5:45 Princess Arnulf and Prince Heinrich came for tea.

We were photographed by Prince Heinrich.

I lost 10 million.

Thursday, July 28, 1914.

Played Shield and Sword with Falk Zipperer.

I have 40 battalions this time.

Russia, France, and Belgium against Germany and Austria.

I lost 10 million.

The game is fascinating and won't be over for a while.

August 1. Mobilization in Germany.

August 2. Germany declares war on Russia.

August 5. England declares war.

French and Russian border crossings.

Victory of German crown prince north of Metz.

Germany's dignified response to Japan's ultimatum.

Played piano. Glued stamps in the evening.

I went to see the bulletin boards before breakfast.

Big victory! 26,000 prisoners.

8:00 am. School. Speech by headmaster.

We sang Deutschland Uber alles and another song.

Hindenburg captured another 50,000 men in Masuria. Hurray!

Falk and I want to join the brawl.

At 5:00 pm, Mom and Dad drove to the train station

to hand out refreshments to the wounded soldiers.

Gebhard was allowed to go with them,

which made me jealous.

It's not 70,000 Russians captured in East Prussia but 90,000.

They multiply like vermin.

Images from the Western Front.

Had a bad day at school. Trouble with Pro)'. Wurmsee.

He still doesn't believe me.

I Went home with a headache and didn't go back in the afternoon.

Instead I went' to bed.

People in Landshut are so dumb and cowardly.

Even the idea of the troop withdrawal from Paris

made them shit their pants.

I would have expected that least of all from the Bavarians,

since they are usually so rowdy.

Even a wounded soldier said so.

Gebhard turns 17 today and joins the Landsturm (militia).

I wish I was the right age. I'd have gone ages ago.

I look forward to joining them.

I can be useful to the fatherland out there.

People don't like me.

Citizens! Gather to protest the shame of Versailles!

Germany must give up its colonies!

Germany alone must accept guilt for the war!

Germany must pay billions in reparations!

Germany must eliminate its army!

Citizens! Gather to protest against the shame of Versailles!

September 4, 1919.

Sick. Fainted this morning.

Horrible night.

Cramps. Stomach pain. I was moody and depressed.

I never reveal my troubled thoughts and my struggling soul.

I'm pessimistic about politics, very pessimistic.

MUNICH UNIVERSITY STUDENT ID

November 10, 1919.

I don't know who I am studying for right now.

I study because it is my duty.

Today I started to regain my equilibrium.

I was accepted into the Apollo fraternity.

It has a very decent national attitude. Father was also a member.

At the gathering I sat at the leaders' table.

Conversations about land reform, degeneracy,

homosexuality, the Jewish question.

I volunteered for special activities.

I drank two mugs of beer and thanked the chairman.

He said, in a farsighted way,

that it wouldn't be the last time I'd speak.

7:00. Went to a fencing match. I wasn't nervous.

I fought quite well, and technically, I fenced fine.

It turned out I had five cuts that were bleeding.

I didn't even twitch.

Now I'm happy-

At 3:00 pm We Went for a useless drive with the other students.

We went to the Reich's Eagle Bar. It was crawling with Jews.

A dancer came up to us.

She was quiet and simple, not vain or snobbish.

She's from Vienna, but Jewish.

Still, there was nothing Jewish in her behavior.

I made some remarks about Jews, not thinking she was one.

She teased me a bit, but in a delightful Way.

In a word, that girl deserves respect.

The girls were generally pretty. Some were even beautiful.

Slutty but stunning.

The horrible thing about Germany today is

that women don't want to be mothers anymore.

February 22, 1922.

At 9:00, Apollo voted. I wasn't elected.

Bad feeling in the pit of my stomach.

A terrible feeling of dissatisfaction and disgust.

People don't like me.

Why? Because I talk too much.

I'm such a chatter-box, I can never shut my mouth.

Thoughtless and immature.

When will I get a grip on myself?

Last night I was very somber and depressed.

I wanted to get up at 5:30 to fire a machine gun, but overslept.

I didn't hear the alarm.

I'm ashamed! Is that soldier-like?

I'm so weak-minded.

You star?' to think, “If only there was a war again,

if only I could put my life on the line, fight,

it would be a pleasure.”

I went to visit Hugo.

His little daughter Irmgard jumps around naked before bed.

I disapprove of a three-year-old behaving like that.

Children should be taught modesty.

Hugo pinched me because I said I never flirted, and called me a eunuch.

The young, undisciplined generation is a serious threat to Germany.

Dear God, turn it back to how it was before.

Got books. They give me peace of mind.

Read Rudolph Stratz's The Light in the East.

Everyone has the urge to grow, but our space is limited.

So, the fight to breed begins, the fight for space.

When there's another campaign in the east, I will join it.

The east is most important for us. We must fight for it and settle it.

Tacitus' Germania, new translation by Dr. Ludwig Wilser.

An admirable picture: how great, how morally pure our ancestors were.

We should be like that again, at least some of us.

Read Oscar Wilde's The Priest and the Acolyte.

Sunday evening, 70:30. I'm in a terrible mood.

Odd.

The idealization of a homosexual. The pictures are disgusting.

Knight, Death and the Devil, Hans F.K. Gunther.

He is not only the most talented man,

the man of the Nordic race is also the most beautiful man.

The slender figure of the man, standing tall,

a victorious expression in his bone and muscle structure.

Both men and women have a glowing skin, well supplied with blood,

blond hair, light, victorious eyes.

Both have the perfect movements of a perfect body.

They are a royal race among mankind.

April 2, 1923.

Ire-ad Struggle and Death by Karl XII,

the tale of a man of steel who stirred a nation with his spirit and will

until the last day of his life

and encouraged every one of those brave men to be heroic,

a man desperately needed nowadays.

MEIN KAMPF BY ADOLF HITLER

I believe in the revolution.

But the general opinion is that it will result in a bloody fight.

I'd be glad if history started right now.

8. 1. 1923

SS BADGE OF HONOR, NSDAP

August 22, 1924.

Dear old comrade, I had an inhuman amount of work today.

I had to lead and restructure all of Lower Bavaria.

It is an act of selflessness serving a great idea, a great cause.

Yesterday I drove to Vilsbiburg. The coachman picked me up.

On our way I taught him our national philosophy.

Then to the castle.

Castle. Torture chamber. Very interesting.

In the castle and the inner city you feel the spirit of the Middle Ages,

its honor, great', severe, calm, the spirit of times gone by.

How detached us men of culture have become from our ancestors' knowledge.

If only we were like the old Germanic people

with their customs and their healthy attitude.

The goals of the SS of the NSDAP are:

protecting gatherings of local NSDAP groups,

strengthening Hitler's personal escort

in case our Fuhrer speaks near some local group.