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The publication of Victor Klemperer's secret diaries brings to light one of the most extraordinary documents of the Nazi period. "In its cool, lucid style and power of observation," said The New York Times, "it is the best written, most evocative, most observant record of daily life in the Third Reich." I Will Bear Witness is a work of literature as well as a revelation of the day-by-day horror of the Nazi years. A Dresden Jew, a veteran of World War I, a man of letters and historian of great sophistication, Klemperer recognized the danger of Hitler as early as 1933. His diaries, written in secrecy, provide a vivid account of everyday life in Hitler's Germany. What makes this book so remarkable, aside from its literary distinction, is Klemperer's preoccupation with the thoughts and actions of ordinary Germans: Berger the greengrocer, who was given Klemperer's house ("anti-Hitlerist, but of course pleased at the good exchange"), the fishmonger, the baker, the much-visited dentist. All offer their thoughts and theories on the progress of the war: Will England hold out? Who listens to Goebbels? How much longer will it last? This symphony of voices is ordered by the brilliant, grumbling Klemperer, struggling to complete his work on eighteenth-century France while documenting the ever- tightening Nazi grip. He loses first his professorship and then his car, his phone, his house, even his typewriter, and is forced to move into a Jews' House (the last step before the camps), put his cat to death (Jews may not own pets), and suffer countless other indignities. Despite the danger his diaries would pose if discovered, Klemperer sees it as his duty to record events. "I continue to write," he notes in 1941 after a terrifying run-in with the police. "This is my heroics. I want to bear witness, precise witness, until the very end." When a neighbor remarks that, in his isolation, Klemperer will not be able to cover the main events of the war, he writes: "It's not the big things that are important, but the everyday life of tyranny, which may be forgotten. A thousand mosquito bites are worse than a blow on the head. I observe, I note, the mosquito bites." This book covers the years from 1933 to 1941. Volume Two, from 1941 to 1945, will be published in 1999.… (more)
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LibraryThing member sharonk21
When someone pins me down as to what my all-time favorite book is (which always makes me uncomfortable because it depends on what kind of book I'm in the mood for at the moment), this is the book I most often cite. I am going to come back later and try to do justice to Klemperer's diaries, but in
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the meantime just know that you really don't know much at all about being a Jew living in Nazi Germany or about fascism in its Nazi manifestation unless you have either read this book and its sequel or unless you experienced it yourself. Show Less
LibraryThing member meggyweg
I found this diary fascinating and believe it's an indispensable work of history -- almost one-of-a-kind. You see a lot of diaries and memoirs from the Holocaust/WW2 years, but not much from the mid- to late-1930s and the rise of Hitler. Reading Klemperer's diary, which covers January 1933 through
Jewish civil servants were thrown out of their jobs. Klemperer, a college professor, was forced into early retirement and didn't get a veteran's pension. Non-Jewish maids were prohibited from working in Jewish households. First Aryan civil servants, then all Aryans were forbidden to associate with Jews. Jews had to fill out an inventory of all their assets. Everyone was either leaving the country or trying to get out; many of Klemperer's Jewish friends left for places as far away as South America. Kristallnacht happened; the synagogues burned. Jews were no longer permitted to drive. War started, and with it, rations: Jews got smaller rations than Aryans. People who were half Jewish or less could serve in the military, but had limited opportunities for promotion. Jews were no longer allowed to use the library reading room, then they were forbidden to check out library books. There was an earlier curfew for Jews, and they were only allowed to go grocery shopping at certain times of the day. Many stores had "No Jews Allowed" signs. Jews were no longer allowed to live in their own homes; Klemperer and his wife had to move into a special "Jew house" and rent out their home to a tenant selected by the Nazis. Klemperer committed a minor breach of blackout regulations and served an eight-day jail sentence in solitary confinement; the same offense, committed by an Aryan, would probably have resulted in a 20-mark fine. As the book ended, Klemperer had just gotten out of jail and his typewriter was confiscated; Jews were no longer permitted to have them. And the war has three and a half years left to go!
Yet Klemperer was extremely fortunate in a lot of ways. He was very assimilated -- in fact, he had converted to Christianity, after a fashion -- and had a lot of Aryan friends, and most of them remained his friends. His siblings provided much-needed financial support. And his marriage to an Aryan woman would eventually save his life; he was one of the few hundred German Jews who was never deported to a concentration camp.
All this he faithfully records, along with the minutae of daily life: his pet cat, building and maintaining his house, learning to drive and buying a lemon that breaks every week, constant dental appointments and general hypochondria, dinner parties, reading, scholarship, sibling rivalry, the weather, etc etc etc.
One thing I took note of was, at least from what Klemperer saw, perhaps half the German population sympathized with the Jews, if only in a quiet way. He writes about meeting ardent Nazis and people who try to make his life miserable because of his Jewishness, but more often he notes expressions of sympathy from strangers, shopkeepers slipping forbidden food into his basket, that sort of thing. He even wrote about a "Star Club," a group of Aryans who went around giving friendly greetings to Jews on the street who wore the yellow star, just to show them not everyone hated them. This sort of thing flatly contradicts the theses of a lot of scholars who write books with titles like "Hitler's Willing Executioners." The problem was, at least in Klemperer's case, most of the people who sympathized with him did so in a very quiet, unproductive way: they were either too apathetic or too scared to take real action. As some wise person once said, all that is needed for evil to triumph is for good men to do nothing.
Victor Klemperer wrote two other diaries, one up to 1945 and the other about the postwar years in Communist East Germany. I hope they are as good as this one; I plan to read them both as soon as I can get my hands on them.
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December 1941, you can see how the fascist state gradually chipped away at the rights of Jews, and the Holocaust was accomplished in little baby steps. I can summarize it like this:Jewish civil servants were thrown out of their jobs. Klemperer, a college professor, was forced into early retirement and didn't get a veteran's pension. Non-Jewish maids were prohibited from working in Jewish households. First Aryan civil servants, then all Aryans were forbidden to associate with Jews. Jews had to fill out an inventory of all their assets. Everyone was either leaving the country or trying to get out; many of Klemperer's Jewish friends left for places as far away as South America. Kristallnacht happened; the synagogues burned. Jews were no longer permitted to drive. War started, and with it, rations: Jews got smaller rations than Aryans. People who were half Jewish or less could serve in the military, but had limited opportunities for promotion. Jews were no longer allowed to use the library reading room, then they were forbidden to check out library books. There was an earlier curfew for Jews, and they were only allowed to go grocery shopping at certain times of the day. Many stores had "No Jews Allowed" signs. Jews were no longer allowed to live in their own homes; Klemperer and his wife had to move into a special "Jew house" and rent out their home to a tenant selected by the Nazis. Klemperer committed a minor breach of blackout regulations and served an eight-day jail sentence in solitary confinement; the same offense, committed by an Aryan, would probably have resulted in a 20-mark fine. As the book ended, Klemperer had just gotten out of jail and his typewriter was confiscated; Jews were no longer permitted to have them. And the war has three and a half years left to go!
Yet Klemperer was extremely fortunate in a lot of ways. He was very assimilated -- in fact, he had converted to Christianity, after a fashion -- and had a lot of Aryan friends, and most of them remained his friends. His siblings provided much-needed financial support. And his marriage to an Aryan woman would eventually save his life; he was one of the few hundred German Jews who was never deported to a concentration camp.
All this he faithfully records, along with the minutae of daily life: his pet cat, building and maintaining his house, learning to drive and buying a lemon that breaks every week, constant dental appointments and general hypochondria, dinner parties, reading, scholarship, sibling rivalry, the weather, etc etc etc.
One thing I took note of was, at least from what Klemperer saw, perhaps half the German population sympathized with the Jews, if only in a quiet way. He writes about meeting ardent Nazis and people who try to make his life miserable because of his Jewishness, but more often he notes expressions of sympathy from strangers, shopkeepers slipping forbidden food into his basket, that sort of thing. He even wrote about a "Star Club," a group of Aryans who went around giving friendly greetings to Jews on the street who wore the yellow star, just to show them not everyone hated them. This sort of thing flatly contradicts the theses of a lot of scholars who write books with titles like "Hitler's Willing Executioners." The problem was, at least in Klemperer's case, most of the people who sympathized with him did so in a very quiet, unproductive way: they were either too apathetic or too scared to take real action. As some wise person once said, all that is needed for evil to triumph is for good men to do nothing.
Victor Klemperer wrote two other diaries, one up to 1945 and the other about the postwar years in Communist East Germany. I hope they are as good as this one; I plan to read them both as soon as I can get my hands on them.
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LibraryThing member John
This is an exceptional book. Victor Klemperer was a German professor of Romance literature in the 18th century, particularly French literature, at Dresden Technical University, from 1920. He was a lapsed Jew, having converted to Protestantism, but even this would not have saved him, as it did not
It is a remarkable chronicle of the times. Klemperer notes early on that his intention was not to provide the details of political developments and events; those can be studied through official histories. Rather, he wanted to focus on the impact of those events on every-day life, and of course from his special perspective as subject to the laws for Jews. It is striking how early they began (in 1933) and what petty indignities they forced upon Jews, progressing through ever more severe measures and penalties as the rule of law was completely overtaken by the rule of force in which every little petty tyrant, in the name of the Party, had leeway to vent his own prejudices.
As early as 1933, i.e., shortly after the election of the National Socialists, there was discrimination and violence instigated by the political authorities against Jews, Communists, and social democrats. There was no evident bloodshed at that point, but a growing atmosphere of oppression within which no one breathed freely and in which no free word existed whether oral or written. There was a depressingly long, and ever increasing list of restrictions imposed on Jews over the years. Bank accounts become restricted, discriminatory taxes applied, all sorts of business restrictions as to what Jews could own or operate, civil servants were prohibited from "consorting with Jews, including the so-called decent Jews, and disreputable elements", Jews were banned from public libraries (a particular blow to Klemperer), they were not allowed in public parks, stores, resorts; an Aryan cleaning woman who worked for Victor and Eva was forced to quit her job or it would have gone badly for the employment of her grown children. There is a constant narrowing of space and freedom: Victor is forced out of his position at the University with a reduced pension (the fact that he received one at all was due to his WWI service); Victor and Eva are forced to rent their home which they have built at great sacrifice, to an Aryan, and forced to move into two rooms in a Jewish apartment building; Jews cannot be outside after 8 PM, they have to surrender all ready cash, they are subject to arbitrary intrusions by the police to inventory their effects, and to confiscate certain ones, they cannot own radios, then they cannot own typewriters, the milkmaid cannot deliver any more to Jews. And then the final indignity, for many: Jews are forced to wear the yellow star.
Victor is constantly beset by financial worries and the ill-health of himself and of Eva, as well as the constantly deteriorating political environment, and the growing conviction that the regime will last much longer than had been hoped. His consolations: building their home, which despite the financial burden was a life-giving focus for Eva; learning to drive a car which gave them freedom of movement (until that too was banned; the descriptions of Victor learning to drive and his continual mishaps are hilarious); Victor's focus on writing a definitive history of French literature in the 18th century on which he vacillates between believing that it is the best thing he has ever done or it will never be published anyway so why bother; Victor's interest in the language of the Third Reich and how the bombast of political announcements find their way into every-day speech (he wrote a book on this after the war). An example of his notes in this regard:
Everything is aimed at deafening the individual in collectivism. In general pay attention to the role of radio! Not like other technical achievements: new contents, new philosophy. But: new style. Printed matter suppressed. Oratorical, oral. Primitive--at a higher level. (Author's emphasis: what would Klemperer have thought of television?!)
The diaries are also a fascinating description of the swinging moods of the people and of Jews in particular: the regime will never last--it is strong; the western powers will never tolerate Hitler's actions--they have not stomach for it and Hitler gains in strength with each victory; the National Socialists are the only alternative to communism.
Victor is very clear. He has no time for sympathizers, or people whom he thinks are too dense to see the reality that is suffocating them. He breaks with a number of people whom he thinks are sympathetic to, or soft on, the Nazis. And he harbours an particular hatred for those whom he would see as guilty of not following the higher calling of intellectual honesty:
If one day the situation were reversed and the fate of the vanquished lay in my hands, then I would let all the ordinary folk go and even some of the leaders, who might perhaps after all have had honourable intentions and not know what they were doing. But I would have all the intellectuals strung up, and the professors three feet higher than the rest; they would be left hanging from the lamp-posts for as long as was compatible with hygiene.
In a forward to the book the translator, Martin Chalmers, argues that the help and even kindnesses offered by many ordinary Germans to the Klemperers, argues against the thesis from Daniel Goldhagen (Hitler's Willing Executioners) which proposes the existence of an all-pervasive "eliminationist anti-Semitism" as the common sense of Nazi and pre-Nazi Germany. I'm not sure that a clear reading of the text supports Chalmers's views. Yes, there were individual, and even brave, acts of kindness, but these were isolated, and often carefully veiled to minimize the risk to the person offering them. Would these people have stood up for Jews in public and in defiance of the enormous pressure that the system exerted? Unlikely. Klemperer himself sees other characteristics of his time and of Germans:
The fact is, that the Nazi doctrine is in part not really alien to the people, in part is gradually polluting the healthy section of the population. Neither Christian nor Jew is safe from infection.
I am slowly giving up hope of politics; Hitler is after all the Chosen One of his people. I do not believe that he is in the least bit shaky, I am slowly beginning to think that his regime can really still last for decades. There is so much lethargy in the German people and so much immorality and above all so much stupidity. (written in April, 1937)
...Hitlerism is after all more deeply and firmly rooted in the nation and corresponds more to the German nature than I would like to admit.
How deeply Hitler's attitudes are rooted in the German people, how good the preparations were for his Aryan doctrine, how unbelievably I have deceived myself my whole life long, when I imagined myself to belong to Germany, and how completely homeless I am.
The gradual, and then accelerated, accumulation of discriminatory measures, and the complete evisceration of the concept and application of the rule of law (how we take that so for granted!), reaffirms the wisdom of a quote from Christobel Bielenberg, an English woman married to a German, both of whom were involved with the anti-Hitler movement (in The Past is Myself):
...it became increasingly difficult for us to escape the occasional compromise. By compromising we could learn how each small demand for our outward acquiescence could lead to the next and with the gentle persistence of an incoming tide could lap at the wall of just that integrity we were so anxious to preserve.
This is the key. Almost anyone can recognize a cataclysmic change, but we deserve to be measured by our responses to the small changes and small tests that we face. Above all, "character is a matter of vigilance" (Peter Malkin: Eichmann in My Hands).
This is an excellent book. A tribute at once to the strength of the human spirit, and of the supporting influence of love and affection, while at the same time a chronicle of the meanness of that same human spirit in others. Throughout Klemperer worries about whether he and Eva should try to leave Germany even though their ties are German and they have no appreciable means of livelihood in another country. In the end they do not, and then the option is closed-off. The descriptions of the political scene show the turmoil in people's minds as to the future and what will happen with the regime. Knowing the outcome, instead of being a contemporary faced with the multifarious and unforeseeable channels of historical development, gives a bitter poignancy to the reading.
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so many others. What delayed the executioner's final act was two facts: Klemperer was a front-line veteran of the WWI and he was married to an Aryan woman. Both were mitigating, though not sufficient factors, and in fact it was only the great fire-bombing of Dresden that saved him from the final deportation to what certainly would have been his death. That story, however, will have to await the next volume of his diaries (scheduled for publication this year); this book is subtitled: A Diary of the Nazi Years, 1933-1941. It is a remarkable chronicle of the times. Klemperer notes early on that his intention was not to provide the details of political developments and events; those can be studied through official histories. Rather, he wanted to focus on the impact of those events on every-day life, and of course from his special perspective as subject to the laws for Jews. It is striking how early they began (in 1933) and what petty indignities they forced upon Jews, progressing through ever more severe measures and penalties as the rule of law was completely overtaken by the rule of force in which every little petty tyrant, in the name of the Party, had leeway to vent his own prejudices.
As early as 1933, i.e., shortly after the election of the National Socialists, there was discrimination and violence instigated by the political authorities against Jews, Communists, and social democrats. There was no evident bloodshed at that point, but a growing atmosphere of oppression within which no one breathed freely and in which no free word existed whether oral or written. There was a depressingly long, and ever increasing list of restrictions imposed on Jews over the years. Bank accounts become restricted, discriminatory taxes applied, all sorts of business restrictions as to what Jews could own or operate, civil servants were prohibited from "consorting with Jews, including the so-called decent Jews, and disreputable elements", Jews were banned from public libraries (a particular blow to Klemperer), they were not allowed in public parks, stores, resorts; an Aryan cleaning woman who worked for Victor and Eva was forced to quit her job or it would have gone badly for the employment of her grown children. There is a constant narrowing of space and freedom: Victor is forced out of his position at the University with a reduced pension (the fact that he received one at all was due to his WWI service); Victor and Eva are forced to rent their home which they have built at great sacrifice, to an Aryan, and forced to move into two rooms in a Jewish apartment building; Jews cannot be outside after 8 PM, they have to surrender all ready cash, they are subject to arbitrary intrusions by the police to inventory their effects, and to confiscate certain ones, they cannot own radios, then they cannot own typewriters, the milkmaid cannot deliver any more to Jews. And then the final indignity, for many: Jews are forced to wear the yellow star.
Victor is constantly beset by financial worries and the ill-health of himself and of Eva, as well as the constantly deteriorating political environment, and the growing conviction that the regime will last much longer than had been hoped. His consolations: building their home, which despite the financial burden was a life-giving focus for Eva; learning to drive a car which gave them freedom of movement (until that too was banned; the descriptions of Victor learning to drive and his continual mishaps are hilarious); Victor's focus on writing a definitive history of French literature in the 18th century on which he vacillates between believing that it is the best thing he has ever done or it will never be published anyway so why bother; Victor's interest in the language of the Third Reich and how the bombast of political announcements find their way into every-day speech (he wrote a book on this after the war). An example of his notes in this regard:
Everything is aimed at deafening the individual in collectivism. In general pay attention to the role of radio! Not like other technical achievements: new contents, new philosophy. But: new style. Printed matter suppressed. Oratorical, oral. Primitive--at a higher level. (Author's emphasis: what would Klemperer have thought of television?!)
The diaries are also a fascinating description of the swinging moods of the people and of Jews in particular: the regime will never last--it is strong; the western powers will never tolerate Hitler's actions--they have not stomach for it and Hitler gains in strength with each victory; the National Socialists are the only alternative to communism.
Victor is very clear. He has no time for sympathizers, or people whom he thinks are too dense to see the reality that is suffocating them. He breaks with a number of people whom he thinks are sympathetic to, or soft on, the Nazis. And he harbours an particular hatred for those whom he would see as guilty of not following the higher calling of intellectual honesty:
If one day the situation were reversed and the fate of the vanquished lay in my hands, then I would let all the ordinary folk go and even some of the leaders, who might perhaps after all have had honourable intentions and not know what they were doing. But I would have all the intellectuals strung up, and the professors three feet higher than the rest; they would be left hanging from the lamp-posts for as long as was compatible with hygiene.
In a forward to the book the translator, Martin Chalmers, argues that the help and even kindnesses offered by many ordinary Germans to the Klemperers, argues against the thesis from Daniel Goldhagen (Hitler's Willing Executioners) which proposes the existence of an all-pervasive "eliminationist anti-Semitism" as the common sense of Nazi and pre-Nazi Germany. I'm not sure that a clear reading of the text supports Chalmers's views. Yes, there were individual, and even brave, acts of kindness, but these were isolated, and often carefully veiled to minimize the risk to the person offering them. Would these people have stood up for Jews in public and in defiance of the enormous pressure that the system exerted? Unlikely. Klemperer himself sees other characteristics of his time and of Germans:
The fact is, that the Nazi doctrine is in part not really alien to the people, in part is gradually polluting the healthy section of the population. Neither Christian nor Jew is safe from infection.
I am slowly giving up hope of politics; Hitler is after all the Chosen One of his people. I do not believe that he is in the least bit shaky, I am slowly beginning to think that his regime can really still last for decades. There is so much lethargy in the German people and so much immorality and above all so much stupidity. (written in April, 1937)
...Hitlerism is after all more deeply and firmly rooted in the nation and corresponds more to the German nature than I would like to admit.
How deeply Hitler's attitudes are rooted in the German people, how good the preparations were for his Aryan doctrine, how unbelievably I have deceived myself my whole life long, when I imagined myself to belong to Germany, and how completely homeless I am.
The gradual, and then accelerated, accumulation of discriminatory measures, and the complete evisceration of the concept and application of the rule of law (how we take that so for granted!), reaffirms the wisdom of a quote from Christobel Bielenberg, an English woman married to a German, both of whom were involved with the anti-Hitler movement (in The Past is Myself):
...it became increasingly difficult for us to escape the occasional compromise. By compromising we could learn how each small demand for our outward acquiescence could lead to the next and with the gentle persistence of an incoming tide could lap at the wall of just that integrity we were so anxious to preserve.
This is the key. Almost anyone can recognize a cataclysmic change, but we deserve to be measured by our responses to the small changes and small tests that we face. Above all, "character is a matter of vigilance" (Peter Malkin: Eichmann in My Hands).
This is an excellent book. A tribute at once to the strength of the human spirit, and of the supporting influence of love and affection, while at the same time a chronicle of the meanness of that same human spirit in others. Throughout Klemperer worries about whether he and Eva should try to leave Germany even though their ties are German and they have no appreciable means of livelihood in another country. In the end they do not, and then the option is closed-off. The descriptions of the political scene show the turmoil in people's minds as to the future and what will happen with the regime. Knowing the outcome, instead of being a contemporary faced with the multifarious and unforeseeable channels of historical development, gives a bitter poignancy to the reading.
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LibraryThing member tmph
There are many extraordinary things about the quality of Klemperer's life and story, but to mention one: the detailing of the incremental accretion of one horrific indignity after another.
LibraryThing member Angelic55blonde
This is a great memoir that any history buff or historian or anyone should read. It ranks right up there with Anne Frank's diary. It offers a unique view since Mr. Klemperer was married to a German woman during the Holocaust.
LibraryThing member writemoves
Let me start with the obvious – – this is a very depressing book. Klemperer describes what happened when Hitler came into power in 1933. Hitler blamed the Jews for the poor economy and Germany's loss in World War I. This craziness about Hitler and the Nazis to take unprecedented actions against
This is the circumstances that the author and his wife found themselves in. I have read various accounts of what life was like in Nazi Germany. It's hard to believe how many Germans were utterly cruel and indifferent to many of the atrocities happening around them.
And in 2017, we should not be fooled or lax, these types of actions can easily take place again.
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the Jews. Imagine living in a society and a country where you could not trust anyone – – neighbors, work colleagues, government officials, the police etc. Imagine living in a country that could take away your business, your home and even your life!This is the circumstances that the author and his wife found themselves in. I have read various accounts of what life was like in Nazi Germany. It's hard to believe how many Germans were utterly cruel and indifferent to many of the atrocities happening around them.
And in 2017, we should not be fooled or lax, these types of actions can easily take place again.
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LibraryThing member charlie68
Really great read.
LibraryThing member SeriousGrace
No matter how you dress it up, this is a hard book to read. Mainly because hindsight is 20/20 and we know what a travesty the Nazi years truly were to the German Jewish people. Today, reading Klemperer's journals are valuable lessons in fortitude, courage, and grace. Despite everything he remained
From the very beginning, although he was only 52 years of age at the start of I Will Bear Witness, Klemperer was convinced he had not long to live. He made comments like, "I no longer think about tomorrow" (p 15), and "My heart cannot bear all this misery much longer" (p 17). He was sure his heart would give out any day. It was if each passing birthday came as a shock to him because he could see the future of Germany's political landscape. How would he survive it? Yet, every day he strove to improve his life and that of his wife of 45 years. Buying land, building a house, learning to drive a car, taking Eva to her beloved flower shows, keeping a diary and continuing to write throughout it all. These are the little triumphs of Klemperer's life.
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committed to documenting his world around him...even as it slowly fell apart. At first the indignity was small, a blip: the loss of admittance to his library's reading room. No Jews allowed. Then, the indignities became too big to ignore - the loss of his teaching position at the university, then use of the beloved automobile, then they had to move from their new dream house. Every creature comfort was slowly stripped away. His typewriter, tobacco, even new socks. Can you imagine smoking blackberry tea or filling an application for used socks? What is so admirable is, in the face of all this humility, Klemperer still recognized and drew attention to the civility his enemy occasionally displayed.From the very beginning, although he was only 52 years of age at the start of I Will Bear Witness, Klemperer was convinced he had not long to live. He made comments like, "I no longer think about tomorrow" (p 15), and "My heart cannot bear all this misery much longer" (p 17). He was sure his heart would give out any day. It was if each passing birthday came as a shock to him because he could see the future of Germany's political landscape. How would he survive it? Yet, every day he strove to improve his life and that of his wife of 45 years. Buying land, building a house, learning to drive a car, taking Eva to her beloved flower shows, keeping a diary and continuing to write throughout it all. These are the little triumphs of Klemperer's life.
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Subjects
Awards
National Book Critics Circle Award (Finalist — Biography/Autobiography — 2000)
Notable Books List (2000)
Original language
German
Original publication date
1995
Physical description
672 p.; 5.31 inches
ISBN
0753806843 / 9780753806845