A Letter from Berlin
There are paths that seem right, but the destination is death.

11 May, 1933
My love, my lovely, my German woman,
I can barely sleep for my excitement of this past evening- overwhelmed as I am with the exhilaration of our festival, and brimming with pride that our efforts within the Student Union led to such a beautiful display of German spirit.
How I wish you could have stayed to witness the sheer vitality of the moment: when our Theses sprang to life in a cleansing fire which illuminated the night and the bold faces of proud Germans. Proud men of character entrusting to the flames the intellectual garbage of the past; the horrid pages burning like damned souls releasing their deceitful spirits to the air in black plumes.
What a moment of bliss to see the chasm between German literature and tradition shrink, if only a little, by casting out the decadence and moral corruption of the UnGerman and their intellectual slaves. I know we have much work yet to do, but I am confident that every empty space on the library shelves will be filled the decency and morality of purely German literature!
How I wish you could have shared these moments with me, for I am certain we will long remember this day as the day the superior moral ability of the Germans was crystalized into the pure diamond of thought that it is!
Despite your absence, I am certain you must understand how I feel. I have not forgotten your excitement after the Women’s Exhibition this past March. How your zeal increased with the realization of our clear roles in society. I am keen to join the great project in service to our country’s politic and military, and I will press forward with great confidence knowing our home will be managed and our children trained by a fellow worker in our great cause.
A fellow worker who has embraced our proud goal, who will use her strength and abilities in the duty to our people and our nation through her service to family. A strong teacher of the youth, our future children, to show them the way towards the golden future of our glorious nation. Every age has its roots in motherhood, and how I long to cultivate those roots within you that we may strengthen the tree of national life and the blood we’ve inherited!
Oh, how sweet the prospect of propagation, and I wonder how those homosexuals can press so blindly forward in defiance of order: what inferior blood they must possess to yield to such a mind that can’t see the futility and decadence in their acts! Our Germany must not be so, but with pure love and matrimonial duty we’ll carry forward our German blood to the next generation, and I am proud to know that I shall have such a good, truly German wife to raise up our children.
Of your virtues I have no doubts, your loyalty to country and family, your selfless devotion, your readiness to sacrifice; these are the qualities I’m certain are the models of womanhood, and it is my hope to be a man worthy of you. And though I’ve come to be a man of books, yet I strive to be a man of character.
For certainly, the mind is the greatest tool, but a mind un-tempered by character can be misguided by bad ideologies. We see it clearly in these un-German books: ideas of Marx and other foreigners married in the insipid fictions of Twain and immoral writings of Hirschfeld. Reading these, if at all, without a strong character would lead inevitably to intellectual and moral disrepair.
It’s these ideologues with no National pride that taint the minds of otherwise moral men and women. They promote foreign ideas and anti-national sentiments which drain masculinity from men, turning them away from public life and military action and instead feminize them into mere breadwinners and homebodies. It is the feminization of men that leads to the masculinization of women, who, by force of their strong blood, submit to the temptation to step into the voids left vacant by weak men.
For my part, I will not be such a poor model to our children, and the strength of our blood will produce excellent German children for this growing nation.
Rather, if I can, I hope to serve our national goal in this quest to re-form our country, to fight against these foreign interests that we may restore our Germany to her just place among the nations.
But I get ahead of myself, despite my service with the Student Union, despite my fidelity and willingness to drive out all these foreign, anti-national, Un-German, un-patriotic, immoral ideologies and people, even so I worry that I lack.
I am anxious to begin, to more actively pursue this noble work of ours, and it cheers me to learn that restrictions have been placed on non-Germans; restrictions on their numbers in schools, restrictions on their businesses and housing; it is a noble endeavor to ensure that the spaces in education and trade are reserved for the true Germans; that parents can rest assured their children attend schools of choice quality that they may learn a proper, National mindset.
It gives me hope for our own children's futures. That they can live in a country freed of immoral ideologies and foreign interests. They can grow in the calm assurance that their labor will be for the benefit of their fellow Germans, that their jobs will not be given to unworthy foreigners, and that their knowledge will be gained from disciplined institutions that will teach them the right courses of political action and social order.
I look forward to our life together, that we may teach our children the nobility of their blood, and the purity of their language. It starts now with the eradication of egalitarian lies: the illusion that any are created equal. Such an un-scientific notion can’t stand when it's clear that some are born racially and intellectually inferior to others. Those without a good mind and sound body are of no use to society, and those born with bad blood cannot conceive good blood. Therefore, is it not the responsibility of the noble blooded to manage the lowly; for the pure blooded to propagate pure blood, and ensure that the inferior don't propagate themselves or their ideas?
But you, oh my darling, my dove, how I long to discuss these with you as we’ve often done in the library. For I am certain, more now than ever, that it's our shared duty to propagate strong German children in the shared struggle to improve the human future.
I can think of no better partner than yourself. Though I have met, even here in Berlin, other young women, none can compare to you in beauty, or vitality, or intellect. I'm certain you will be remembered as a paragon of German womanhood, and I'm certain that your intellect will train up the next generation with immaculate accuracy in deeds and in patriotism.
It has grown quite late, and I must rest that I may continue this fight against liberal decay of the German spirit; for our work has only just begun.
Until I can join you again,
Yours and your nation’s,
Erinnern Stolperstein
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About the Creator
Judah LoVato
My collection of sometimes decent writing
Which I've left "there" for seekers to seek
Though I lack the grandeur of that Pirate King
Perhaps these pebbles can be a light
In this life, this laughing tale



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