Revised Autobiography Adolf Hitler

German History
Period 3
i
Apr 1 30, 1945

Good Morning, ladies ~nd gentlemen. My name, as all of you

should know, is Adolf Hitler. I have -come here today to tell

you of mV~life, my beliefs, and my deeds. I do not ask, but

demand your respect and greatest attention. I will now begin my

fascinating story.

At six o'clock, April 20, 1889, I was born in the Austrian

village Brunau. My father, Alois Hitler, was delighted with my

birth. Although he was fifty-two years old when I was born, he

was married for the third time to Klara Poelzl Hitler, his second

cousin. I had seven other sibl ings. The three before me died in

infancy, I came next, then Edmund arrived five years later. My

sister, Paula was born two years after that. Two others from my

father's second marriage, Alois Jr., and Angela, also 1 ived with

me in our house in Brunau. My father, a strong, husky, and high-

ly honored civil service worker, demanded respect from me and my

brother, Alois. I gave him respect, only because I was fearful

of his hand and his whip. Alois and Father did not get along.

Often Alois would be w~ipped, but the caniving brat deserved it.

He was jealous of me because our parents 1 iked me more than him.

Alois never cared for me, but when I came to power later in 1 ife,

he opened a cafe and told everyone that he was my brother, hoping

this would boost his sales. Of course, I ordered his cafe closed

when I found out about it. I loved my mother so much, and she

loved me as well. Peopl e said that I was a "mother's boy" and

spoiled, but I was smarter than any other child in school.

In school I was very bright and 1 ively, but that changed

when my brother, Edmund, died of measles at the age of six. I

was sorry because I resented all the attention he was getting,

and I was no longer pampered. I wished for his death. When he

died, it seemed as if it was my fault. This hurt me very deeply,

it was one of the few extremely sad~ening events in my life. I

would spend our walking and thinking about this and other things.

At thirteen, I went to a Benedictine monastery school and

sang in their choir. The music and architecure of the churches

were beautiful, and for the first time I saw what would become my

trademark sign, the twisted cross or the "swastika". BecaLlse of

the power that was shown by the priests I felt that I wanted to

become a priest. I also began to real ize my talent for drawing

architecture. This, too, could be a possible occupation. My

father did not approve of either one of these occupations. He

wanted me to become a civil servant 1 ike himself.

In school, my grades began to drop. All I wanted to do was

draw and look at pictures. My father, furious, demanded that I

work harder. My grades showed no change. I started to escape

real ity, and play war games with my classmates. Of course, I

always was the leader, and everyone had to obey me, and no one

else. I would read volumes of Karl May's books. May, a German

e:·(-convict, wrote stories of how "Old Shattet~hand" would kill of

all the "Redskins" in America. Because of these books, later in

1ife, I named the .Jews and other enemies "Redsk ins" .

My grades cant inued to fall, and my father wi thdrew me from

private school and enrolled me in a public one.

In January, 1903, my father died. I hated and feared him,

but inside I had respected him. This was the second depressing

occurence in my 1 ife.

When I was sixteen, three years later, I dropped out of

school because of a lung disease. I was so happy when I was able

to leave school. I got drunk for the first and last time in my

1 ife. I tore up the leaving certificate and used it for toilet

paper. The next day, asking for a dupl icate, saying I had lost

the original, the school director, who managed to get some of the

pieces, humil iated me in front of the entire school faculty. This

was the most humil iating event in my life.

The next three years, away from school, were the happiest

years of my 1 ife. I could read, draw buildings in my fantasy

world, practice speeches, or go to Richard Wagner operas with my

best, and only, friend August Kubizek. I had no job, and I re-

lied on my mother's pension to support me. I forced her to wait

on me, just as she should have.

In late 1907, I learned that my mother was critically ill

with cancer. I went to Vienna to try and get into the Vienna

Academy of Fine Arts, but surprisingly I was turned down because

I failed the entrance exam. I could have tried to get into the

School of Architecture, even without a high school diploma, but I

decided not to.

Some months later, on December 21, 1907, my mother passed

away. It was the worst single incident in my 1 ife. I still

shudder when I think o~ it. It was a dreadful blow, I had honor-
ed, but my mother I had loved. II weeped for hours at her grave

side. The only Jew I had ever cared for, Doctor Bloch, had led
me down.

After this, I left for Vienna. I would not return to Linz

unt i1 I was a success. In Vienna, I 1 ived in poverty. I 1 ived

in a flophouse, had work shoveling snow, carrying suitcases at

the Railroad station, and even going so low as to become a

carpenter. Using my art talent for profit, I tinted and drew

post cards, and then began to sell full-size water colors. I

could not shave or bathe for weeks at a time. I wore nothing but

1 ice-ridden trousers and an old undershirt. I looked 1ike a low-

ly derel ict. I ate nothing but bread or soup in a charity line.

The one thing I gained was freedom! Freedom to use as I pleased!

Most often I would go to the library and read for hours. I read

about hypnotism, history, pol itics, and even yoga. I did not

read at random, and I only retained in my mind what was needed.

Vienna was and remained for me the hardest, though most

thorough school of my life. In this period there took shape

within me a world picture and a philosophy which became the

granite foundation of all my acts. In addition to what I then

created, I have had to change nothing. It was here, in Vienna,

that I learned to 1 ie and bully, and most importantly, how do get

people to do what I want them to. Life is a jungle, and only the

most vicious survive. I liked the German race more than Austria

becaLlse they were vicious and seemingl y a "Master Race". I

hated the smaller countries in the Austro-Hungarian Empire, 1 ike

Czechs, SLovaks, Slovanes, Croats, Serbs, and the Magyars. They

were just in the way of the great power in Germany. Most of all,

I hated the Jews. I read of how the Jews were the main problem

in the world. It was by duty to rid the world of this problem.

They stood for all the wrong things-- equality, democracy, and

freedom. Free speech, free press, individual representatives for

elected assembl ies. All theis openess is a sign of weakness.

Congresses and parl iaments are a complete waste of time. One man,

one ruler, one country. You are only happy when a leader tells

you exactly what to believe and to do. Peace! Jews want Peace!

I HATE PEACE! Life is supposed to be a struggle! Let us keep it

that way. In this struggle, the stronger, the more able, win,

while the less able, the weak, lose. It is not by principles of

humanity that man 1 ives or is able to preserve himself above the

animal world, but solely by means of the most brutal struggle. In

order to attain goals, you must 1ie, cheat, kill, anything! By

tell ing 1 ies, people would do aything for you! The bigger the

lie, the more probability that some of it will be bel ieved. I

chose the Jews as a scapegoat for the world's problems. I made

people bel ieve the ugly truth about Judaism. Drumming this into

their heads would make me the supreme power.

In May, 1913, I went to Germany. I had finally made it to

the land I loved more than any other. Not being able to stand

all the Jews in my country, I was forced to leave. Some people

may argue and say I left to escape arrest. I did, but that was

not a major factor. When I was arrested, I convinced the pol ice

that I evaded the army registration in Austria only because I

would not have been accepted because of my lung problems. I took

the physical examination in 1914, and was found in too poor

cndition to join the army. I returned to Munich quickly.

In 1914, World War I broke out. That August, I joined the

German Army. Finally I felt I belonged somewhere. The Army was

my home. I was a messenger in the front 1ines. Although I was

alway under fire, the message always got through. As a reward

for my val iant work, I got German's highest military award: the

Iron Cross, Second Class. When I was in the hospital, recovering

from a shell fragment, Communism broke out in Russia. The Reds

were either Jews or Jews taking orders from Jews. I began to

hate communism as well.

In October, 1918, I was attacked with mustard gas. I lost

my sight for some time. Again I was placed in the hospital. I

wantyed to get back in the trenches and FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! In

the hospital, I was informed that the war was over. For the

first time since my mother died, I cried. Our nation had been

back-stabbed by the politicians who wanted peace instead of war.

I was tired of these traitorous pol iticians. My country

needed a new leader, and that leader would be ..•ME! I started my

shift into power slowly. I lived at a German Army post, only

because I could not make a 1 iving on the outside. The government

gave me a job as a spy, to 10k out for dangerous political

groups. I went to a meeting of the German Worker's Party. It

was a common Anti-Semitic groups in Germany. At the meeting, I

felt compelled to give a speech. I did. Apparently the party

officials agreed with everything I said about Germany's enemies,

and the next day I got a letter in the mail asking me to join
the party. I hesitated, thinking I may want to start a party of

my own, but two days later I joined. That decision was the most

important of my life. From here, there would be no turning back.

I was inducted as the seventh member of the executive committee.

I took charge of recruiting. Advertising everywhere increas-

ed the size of the party dramatically. Within a month, the

number of members went from fifty-five to more than two hundred.

A mass meeting at a beer hall drew two thousand people. The name

of the party changed to The National Socialist German Worker's

Party, or phoenetically shortened, Nazi.

Next, I wrote a twenty-five point program, which summarized

the Nazi ideas. It tore apart the absurd Treaty of Versailles,

it also denounced the Weimar Republic, which was the German

government set up at the end of the war. Citizenship would be

taken away from all Jews, and all the German speaking countries,

including Austria and Czechoslovakia, would be united under one

flag. At the end of 1921, over six thousand Nazis were register-

ed, with thousands of others favoring the Nazi ideas. I demanded

that I become undisputed leader of the group as a reward for my

recruiting powers. The other officials, knowning that without me

the party would collapse, agreed.

It was then that I organized the uniformed Stormtroopers, or

the S.A. They were my own private army, and would do anything I

commanded them to do. They would break up other pol itical

parties' meetings, and of course, terrorize the Jewish populace.

The red, white, and black flag with the swastika was a famil iar

sight allover Germany. "Germany Awake!", "Sieg Hei 1 , or Hai 1

Victory", and "Heil Hitler!" were all slogans used by my party.

In 1923, German's economy was in desperate trouble. This

was perfect for me. More people would come to the Nazis for

help. I decided this was the time to strike and capture Germany.

I would attack Munich and el iminate any opposing forces.

November 9, 1923, my plan went into action. It failed miserably.

I was arrested and put on trial for treason. I turned the

trial into triumph. I received world coverage, and had a chance

to spread my ideas to other nations. The Bavarian judge gave me

a surprisingly 1 ight sentence, five years. I served a mere nine

months in Landsberg prison, which was more of a cheap hotel than

a prison. I had excellent food, the right to see any visitors,

and the right to a personal secretary, Rudolf Hess.

It was here I dictated the first part of my autobiography,

Mein Kampf ("My StrLlggle"). I suggest all of you read it some

time, it may give some important worldy knowledge.

In December, 1924, I was released from prison on parole. I

was ready, once again, to bash in some Jewish skulls. It was time

for me to make my move. I worked on my speech, removing my

Austrian accent, practiced my gestures, and improved my

appearance greatly. The Party had lost members during my stay in

prison, and I had to get them back. By 1928, the membership was

up to 100,000 people. That year, I persuaded my half-sister,

Angela, to keep house for me. My step-nieces, Friedl and Geli,

came with her. Gel i was strikingly beautiful, and I took her

everywhere, we would walk for hours. I loved her so much. She

became jealous when I was with other women, yet she wanted the
 right to be with other men. I once found her in the arms of my

chaffeur! One day, we were arguing about her having the right to

go back to Vienna, I said no, and left for a meeting. The next

day, Gel i Raubal, my step-niece, was found shot to death. She

committed suicide, instead of spending her 1ife with me. Imagine

that!

I was shattered. I was contemplating suicide myself after

she had died. I never fell in love again. Everything in her

room was kept just as it was. In honor of her death, I became a

vegetarian. I had everyone who knew anthing about our affair

killed. No one should ever know. Only recently did I decide to

tell you.

Germany was back in a severe economic depression again in

1929, and th is time I woul d not fai 1. The el ect ions in 1930

for the German governing body, the Reichstag, proved to be

profitable. The Nazis held 107 out of 491 seats in the Reichstag,

the second highest party. With the funds from charity to to my

party, I recruited more S.A., and organized a youth group. The

1932 election was even better than the 1930. 14,000,000 votes
and 230 seets were taken. I was the real power in Germany now!

The leaders of other parties invited him to discuss the formation

of a new government. It was then I had them in my pocket. They

recognized me as a parter in their negotiations. A second vote

• was held in Germany, the Nazis lost 34 seats in the Reichstag. I

campaigned non-stop for more support. Businessmen, bankers, and

generals wanted me in power because the Communist system would

reduce their profits and action dramatically. I had five S.A.'s

 kill a Communist factory worker as a show of force. This showed

to the rest of the government that blood would flow like water if

I was not made Chancellor of Germany. In January, 1933, I became

the Chancellor. A majority of Non-Nazis were put in the cabinet

to keep me from taking too much power. It did not work.

I had some assistants before, during, and after I was

chancellor. Ernst Roehm, a street fighter, was the head of the

S.A •. He recruited all the drug addicts, professional killers,

and ex-convicts which made up the S.A. Hermann Goering, who flew

with the Red Baron in World War I, was a key fund raiser in the

party. He was married to a Swedish Countess, giving him high

soc ial status. My secretary, Rudolf Hess, bel ieved it was

necessary to bring order and military glory to the country. That

is why he was my Deputy-in-Command. Julius Streicher was editor

of Der Stuermer, the Nazi hate magazine. Like myself, he always

carried a whip, and bragged of the way he tortured Jews. Torture

was indeed his specialty. Joseph Goebbels was in charge of

propaganda. He advertised hatred for Jews and Communists

everywhere. Heinrich Himmler was a former chicken farmer who

led my elite guard, the Stormtroopers, and the Gestapo, the

secret pol ice. His hobbies included collecting human skulls and

coming up with new ways to kill and torture prisoners in my

concentration camps.

• A month after I went into command, I had the S.A. burn down

the Reichstag building. I blamed it on the Communists, and

almost everyone bel ieved it.

I managed to push the extremely useful "Enabl ing Law"

 through the Reichstag by bribing and threatening the leaders.

Next, declaring an emergency, I took away all constitutional

rights from citizens. This let me arrest and sentence anyone

without a trial. I el iminated all labor unions by bashing the

skulls of the leaders. All other political parties were illegal.

I seized control of all medias, nothing would be said that I

did not want said. Soon, I had to eliminate Ernst Roehm and the

rest of the S.A •• Special troops, sworn to loyalty were used to

el iminate Roehm and the S.A. After Roehm was dragged out of bed

and driven to jail at 3 o'clock in the morning, we held a one

minute trial, then promptly executed him. In that hour I was

reponsible for the fate of the German people. I became the

supreme judge of the German people. A few weeks later, the

president of Germany died. I combined his powers with my own. I

was the ultimate power in Germany and all of the world. Brutal-

ity is respected. Brutality and physical strength. The plain

man in the street respects nothing but brutal strength and

ruthlessness. If a people is to become free it needs pride and

will power, defiance, HATE, HATE, AND ONCE AGAIN HATE.

My hate for Jews built up more and more over the years. I

love to hear tales of the tortures inflicted upon them. I once

rounded up 20,000 Jews after some killed a pol ice officer. Then

my hate spread toward Christianity. It was nothing more than a

• disease for the weak and feminine. Christianity merely preached

such stupid ideas as love, kindness and mercy. The priests and

nuns, especially in the Protestant clergy would sweat in fear

when you talk to them. They were uterly useless in a race of

super people. I had the bible removed from every home and had

the greatest of all documents, Mein Kampf, placed their in it's

place.

I placed Germany back in economic prosperity by giving jobs

to every unemployed person. They could work on the Autobahnen,

or superhighways. Planes, tanks, and submarines could be built

by workers. Thousands received jobs as Nazi mil itary workers and

Stormtroopers.

Now that I had taken over Germany, I wanted to take more

land. I wanted to make the Russian Ukraine part of my dominion.

The people there were either killed or made into slaves. We

had molded the best of them to the shape that suited us, and we

had isolated the rest of them in their own pig-sties; and any

German who talked about saving the local inhabitants and civil-

izing him goes straight off into a concentration camp.

I had a plan to crush the redskins with only 250,000 sol-

diers. We could keep them happy with glass beads and scarves,

while holding them in terror with the concentration camps. For

them, the word "liberty" means the right to wash on feast days.

I had withdrawn Germany from the League of Nations in 1934, and

in 1936 marched my troops through the Rhineland, claiming it

Germany's. The League did nothing. In 1931, Japan attacked

Manchuria. The League did nothing. In 1935, Benito Musso1 ini

captured Ethiopia. The League did nothing. The time was ripe.

On the morning of March 12, 1938, I marched into my homeland,

Austria, with my troops. They welcomed me as a hero. Thousands

in Vienna and Brunau cheered me. I was a success. Soon after

 Austria became part of Germany. In 1939, I sent troops into

western Czechoslovakia, claiming it mine. Finally, France and

England realized that I was taking over every land in the world.

On September 1,1939, I launched a lightning attack on Poland. In

one month I had ruled Poland as well. France and England then

declared war on Germany and myself. In April, 1940, I captured

Denmark in two hours. By June, Norway was mine as well. I

boldly attacked the French resistance, which soon crumbled. Bel-

gium, Holland, and Luxembourg were defeated. We occupied all of

the Western European continent from the Arctic Ocean to the

Pyrenes mountains, from the Eng1 ish Channel to the Vistu1a River.

I had avenged the defeat of Germany in World War I. It was

now, under the facade of war that I could commit all the racial

murder that pleased me.

I could exterminate every Jewish person on this Earth. The

S.S. could round all the undesirables in a concentration camp,

and then torture them, ripping Jewish babies apart, in front of

their mothers, having the adults and children dig their graves,

get shot by the S.S. machine guns, then die in their lowly pits.

Those who survived the bullets were clubbed to death by shovels.

Some were buried alive. The S.S. would hang them by their hands

then beat them with rubber hoses, or throw the babies in pots of

boil ing water. This was too slow for us, we needed mass kill-

ings. Huge ovens or gas chambers were used to accomp1 ish this
•
quickly. On the way to camps, quick1 ime would be placed on the

railroad car beds to burn through their skins.

Although all this torture was amusing, my armies had actually

started to lose the war against Russia. On December 5, 1941,

my drive was stopped just short of Moscow. On December 7, 1941,

Pearl Harbor was bombed by Japan. I declared war on America, be-

lieving that .Japan would take my side in the War. They did not.

The United States went against me as well. Three years later,

after may battles, most of them lost by Germany, the War had come

to an end. Nothing of Germany should have been left. I ordered

everything destroyed. Not a German stalk of wheat is to be feed

the enemy, not a German mouth to give him information, not a

German hand to offer him help. He is to find nothing but death,

annihilation and hatred.

My empire had fallen apart. On April 30, 1945, I.,and Eva

Braun, who I had married the day before, committed suicide.

Or so they believe.