Classic S&M

S&M is more spiritual than sexual deviance.

What does it really matter if Hitler shot himself or swallowed cyanide?  Why should there be a controversy about it and why should his orderlies claim he shot himself, giving different points of penetration, right temple, left, mouth?  Mohnke, who was questioned by the Russians about it said he took cyanide and the orderly was supposed to come into the room to administer the coup de grâce.  Mohnke (still alive in a village around Hamburg) was also in charge of the summary executions of the traitors, like the womanizer Fegelein who was supposed to have been Eva Braun’s secret lover.  He had no trial because he couldn’t stand up and was “shot like a dog”, they said he didn’t want to be lumped in with the “suicide maniacs in the bunker”.  One wonders why Mohnke was allowed to live, or the others in the bunker like the secretaries, maids and cooks – why did they not all have to join in the dying?  Only Goebbels and his pack of children?  Hitler had them come in and condole with him the day before he died finally.  In the end they were not able to burn the bodies properly.  Why marry at the end – is this a German custom, like Koenig marrying his Gspusi (he met her at the spa) just before the end, but he wasn’t taking her with him and she had some hope of being awarded his pension?  Hitler’s arm hung down limp at his side, as if paralyzed, his hair was white and he walked with a stoop – he said the words “National Socialism is dead. We lost the game.  It is time to die.”  Mosley said something to the effect of the first part – but concluded it is time to become European or win Europe etc.  Hitler was moved by the death of Mussolini, he poisoned himself a day later, Mussolini was strung up with his mistress Claretta by the feet, he looked distorted they say, she strangely at peace.  Did Hitler know about this?

 

         

Minor Country-House Fascists

Before coming to the British Isles, I had never heard of country-house fascists. But once here they became hard to overlook. Not that country-house fascists necessarily live in country houses - on the contrary, they are a common social type of class-shifter. Their fascist name-droppping is intimately connected with very arduous social climbing. They have the snobbishness of lackeys and the vulgarity of parvenus. They live in the perpetual twilight of a P.G. Wodehouse "Jeeves and Wooster" farce.

The original county-house fascists were of course mostly well-born - some of them like the Mitfords, breeders of an inordinate number of daughters were also known as "nature's fascists". The local public library has a whole shelf devoted to the various writings and memoirs of this prolific family. I picked the memoirs and reminiscences of Diana (Mitford) Mosley as an introduction to this local species of fascism, mostly unknown on the continent. Diana was one of a family of five daughters and one brother, all of whom attached themselves in the thirties and forties to political movements, preferably fascist. Although one of the daughters, Jessica, was an equally fervent communist. Retribution did not spare that family. Death and disillusion garlanded their way. They never lacked for nice country-houses though. Unity, the daughter who hung around Hitler with the dog-like devotion he so esteemed shot herself in the head when England declared war on her beloved Fatherland. She was unsuccessful and survived. Hitler personally gave her permission to return to the wormy bosom of her family. There she existed another nine years or so as a slobbering idiot, a real picture of Aryan Glückseligkeit. Her father 'farve', as he was called in the family lingo, wasn't so pleased with this view so he moved out and separated from the mother of those miscreations after forty years of marriage. The brother (only son) who fought in Asia because he refused to fight against the country he loved was promptly shot - in Burma, I think. Diana Mosley, née Mitford married Oswald Mosley with whom she lived in exile with that peculiar society of losers, heirs to non-existent thrones, confiscated estates (amongst them a Bohemian Habsburg 'parasite'), the fascists who did not have quite enough friends in the country houses, the Duke and Duchess of Windsor and straw men whose sole raison d'être was to be recipients of letters already marked for publication. The brother of one such recipient took his revenge and burned some Mitford letters.

The tale of English 'country-house fascists' is mostly one of unrequited love. It has a feminine cast. As Sylvia Plath, shortly before she committed suicide, famously wrote, "every woman adores a fascist" - but a fascist does not necessarily adore every woman. The English country-house fascist longs for the adoration of real fascists, but prefers that their fascist governing be done elsewhere. A sign of their delusion of grandeur - since the downfall of the British Empire they consider those more vital ghosts of fascism their haunted empire by proxy. Due to the esoteric spiritist nature of this love - many of the country-house fascists of today tend to be 'pagan' as well.