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Between April 20th and June 22nd of 1945 the anonymous author of A Woman in Berlin wrote about life within the falling city as it was sacked by the Russian Army. Fending off the boredom and deprivation of hiding, the author records her experiences, observations and meditations in this stark and vivid diary. Accounts of the bombing, the rapes, the rationing of food and the overwhelming terror of death are rendered in the dispassionate, though determinedly optimistic prose of a woman fighting for survival amidst the horror and inhumanity of war. This diary was first published in America in 1954 in an English translation and in Britain in 1955. A German language edition was published five years later in Geneva and was met with tremendous controversy. In 2003, over forty years later, it was republished in Germany to critical acclaim - and more controversy. This diary has been unavailable since the 1960s and is now newly translated into English. A Woman in Berlin is an astonishing and deeply affecting account.… (more)
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Anonymous also had very strong powers of observation, and the memoir is an excellent description of the last days of the Nazi regime in the crumbling city and disintegrating social system, the sweeping in of the Red Army, the rebuilding of community services and infrastructure, the relations between people themselves undergoing incredible tensions, the good, the bad and the ugly of personal behaviours (she refers a few times to homo homini lupus), and the effect of war, crushing defeat and destruction on individual lives. Small wonder that the book had a difficult time finding a publisher post-war and when published, it did not do very well; it aroused too many emotions.
Anonymous is honest. She notes at one point that everyone is "turning their backs on Adolf, no one was ever a supporter. Everyone was persecuted, and no one denounced anyone else". And then she asks: "What about me? Was I for.....or against? What's clear is that I was there, that I breathed what was in the air and it affected all of us, even if we didn't want it to".
Despite the despair, which would be so easy to give into, Anonymous has the strength to face her situation and her future:
"I feel that I belong to my people, that I want to share their fate, even now. But how? When I was young the red flag seemed like such a bright beacon, but there's no way back to that now, not for me;...And I long ago lost my childhood piety, so that God and the Beyond have become mere symbols and abstractions. Should I believe in progress? Yes, to bigger and better bombs. The happiness of the greater number? Yes, for Petka [one of her Russian protectors] and his ilk. An idyll in a quiet corner? Sure, for people who comb the fringes of their rugs. Possessions, contentment? I have to keep from laughing, homeless urban nomad that I am. Love? Lies trampled on the ground. And were it ever to rise again, I would always be anxious, could never find true refuge, would never again hope for permanence.
Perhaps art, toiling away in the service of form? Yes, for those who have the calling, but I don't. I'm just an ordinary laborer, I have to be satisfied with that. All I can do is touch my small circle and be a good friend. What's left is just to wait for the end. Still, the dark and amazing adventure of life is beckoning. I'll stick around, out of curiosity and because I enjoy breathing and stretching my limbs."
A remarkable woman. A book well worth reading. It is a very great pity that she did not write more in later years about her own personal journey and the reconstruction of German society; based on this memoir, it would have been excellent.
(April/06)
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As the war ended, the nightmare of the peace began for the women of Berlin. The Russian soldiers billeted in their neighborhood decided that it was time to claim the spoils of war, human beings(specifically the women) being their chief prize. Whereas the neighborhood had to previously worry about air raids and hunger, the biggest fear now became who and which of them would get raped and how many times. Early on the author realizes that if she is not shrewd, she will end up being violated by several different soldiers so perhaps it would serve her better to find one soldier, preferably of a high rank and have him be her constant defiler. It is a horrifying way to think or even live but this is her new reality and she must live with it. After reaching this agreement with the officer, she remains relatively protected and the officer also provides food and company for her and her room mates.
When the Russians finally leave and the men begin to return home, the women find that they(i.e the men) do not want to discuss what has happened in their absence. It is obvious that they are ashamed that they have failed to protect their women but some of them seem to blame the women. In fact, one of the only critics who reviewed this book in Germany when it was first published seemed to imply that the author should be ashamed of herself for what he saw as her wanton behavior.
Something that I really wanted to hear the author say was what her position was in regards to the Nazi party and its goals. Was she a supporter? Was she a dissenter? She never says and it seems to me like she purposefully avoided that perhaps fearing that if/when the journal was one day published and her readers were to hear of her sufferings, they would temper it with knowledge of her support for the Nazis if she has been one of them. This is speculation on my part and I have no real evidence to prove her allegiances.
Regardless of whatever side she fell on Hitler's views, no one deserves what she and the other women were forced to endure. It was brutal, degrading and barbaric. This is a haunting book that keeps you thinking long after you have put it down. When will we as a world rid ourselves of self destruction?
On a side note, I have seen some articles that debunk or deny the voracity of her claims. But what is important for me in reading this book is the universality of her story. Even if this particular woman did not experience all that she has detailed, the truth is many women did and many more women since and in other wars have experienced same and worse.
From a larger perspective, the story is almost a morality tale. As the Russian front at first approaches, then encompasses, and then passes beyond Berlin, one reads of the progressive collision of moral standards against the need for survival and the blurry accommodations that are made. Afterward, as her boyfriend miraculously arrives back from the front, unharmed, that story is too much for him to absorb and he judges the survivors' behavior against re-emerging moral standards. He moves on and abandons her. This is a story of hardship and life as it was. To me, the ages old plea cries out from the heart, let he who is without sin cast the first stone.
The time line is from April 20, 1945 to Mid-Late June 1945. The woman who wrote the diary was a journalist in Berlin before and after the war. It's been documented
I was never one to think about the individual people who are left in the cities that have been invaded, but after reading this, I will think of them - the elderly, women and children. Knowing that in all war, there is rape and pillage going on with the areas invaded - but to have a real account of it, makes one think twice about war.
The author talks about the concentration camps that are found and liberated, how the people there were killed and used as fertilizer, soaps, matress stuffing etc. All the while she writes with a sort of coldness, like she is a witness to the things going on around her. That she has had to become cold to survive - and survive she did.
Well worth the read, an interesting and thought provoking book!
A word of warning, though, to those of a certain disposition – there is a lot of talk of rape in this book, and sometimes I found the author’s approach to be incredibly aloof; possibly a necessity at the time to preserve one’s sanity, but it might not suit all tastes today.
Her first entry in her diary is “It’s true the war is rolling toward Berlin. What was yesterday a distant rumble has now become a constant roar. Our fate is rolling in from the East, and it will transform our entire climate, like another Ice Age.” Seven days later, the Russians are at her door. She is raped along with many other women in Berlin.
To protect herself from repeated rapes, the young German woman seeks a relationship with a Russian officer: “Alliance with a big wolf will keep the rest of the pack away!” It worked to some extent. She was still forcibly raped, but not as often as she would have been without the protection of the officer. In her diary, she criticized the retreating German army for leaving liquor behind in hope that a drunken army can no longer wage war. “Don’t the Nazis realize what drunken soldiers would do to captured women?” The adulation Berliners once had for Hitler, when he seemed invincible, now becomes: “No pole is too high (to hang him).”
She describes the forced labor to dismantle factories and ship the machines and supplies by rail to Russia. She also relates other observations: “I long ago lost my childhood piety so that God and the Beyond have become mere symbols and abstractions.” “Why does a cross on a grave affect us if we no longer call ourselves Christian?” Her diary ends on June 22, 1945. Her last entry is about her boyfriend: “Does Gerd still think of me? Maybe we’ll find our way back to each other yet.”
After the war, the young woman typed her handwritten notes and had them published in the 1950’s. Her diary was not well received in Germany. She then remained out of the public eye for her remaining years. The woman survived to be ninety, dying in 2001. Her diary is another vivid eye-witness account of civilian’s experience when their whole world collapses around them. I found this book very interesting.
The real hell for the civilians started when the Russian troops arrived and they went on a rampage of rape and pillage. They took anything they saw as the consumer goods Germans took for granted were new to the Russian soldiers.
The Russian soldiers' raping frenzy knew no age. Any woman if found could face it and in many case from multiple attackers at the same time. Why did they did they do it? Was it for sexual release and gratification? Or was it revenge for what the SS and German troops had done in Russia? Or was it release from four years of harassment by their officers and commissars? What ever the reason, it forced many Germans to commit suicide or hide out for long periods of time in filthy conditions. Others accepted their fate and even tried to get food from the soldiers who were assaulting them.
At one point the author wonders if her relationship with a Russian officer where he gets sex and she receives food makes her a whore.
A heartbreaking book but a vivid description of life in a city with no real controls.
It does not conform to the simplistic view of the world and its wars. I do not think Hollywood could handle this without a major re-write. I imagine that it will polarise views of Women, Germans and Russians but probably not of ourselves huh?
It will make you cry several times and make you ashamed.