Ros McIntosh "The Madman and his Mistress"

"The Madman and his Mistress" weaves a family's valiant struggle between integrity and temptation into a chapter of German history during WWII. The true experiences of the author and her family offer extraordinary insights into Hitler's mind and into the lives of those he dominated.

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[ros3451]

thank you,

see comments I postd above.

best regards,

Ros

[ros3451]

dear greenvanholzer, a fascinating account! You're right, it does explain much about Hitler. I've read dozens of books on the subject, including Trudl Junge's book, the young secretary who stayed until the end. Just as strange are his Vienna years, living in poorhouses when refused by the Vienna Institute of Art. His great strength was to manipulate, deceive and to be utterly ruthless.

He controlled everything we did, while his informers kept track of everything we did, said or possessed.

[greenvanholzer]

would then always be afraid for me. When I read Karl May once that it was a sign of bravery to hide one's pain, I decided that when he beat me the next time I would make no sound. When it happened I knew my mother was standing anxiously at the door I counted every stroke out loud. Mother thought I had gone mad when I reported to her with a beaming smile, "Thirty-two strokes father gave me!" From that day I never needed to repeat the experiment, for my father never beat me again.'

[greenvanholzer]

Hitlers secretary, Christa Schroeder, had a unique insight into his intelligence, temper and quirks. This extract from her memoir, of how he dealt with anger at his father from an early age, explains much about Hitlers psychological makeup

He also spoke of his mother, to whom he was very attached, and of his father's violence: 'I never loved my father,' he used to say, 'but feared him. He was prone to rages and would resort to violence. My poor mother (Continued)