When I was a child I admired der Führer. In my ignorance I couldn’t help but be impressed with his speeches, although I only understood a few words of German, I knew that what he was saying he really meant every word of it. Afterwards, us children would play soldiers, and if we were the ‘bad guys’ we’d yell ‘Heil Hitler!’.
But now, I’m not a child and I don’t think childish things anymore. I now know what der Führer was saying, and I’m repulsed by the man and his ideaology.
What der Führer has taught me is not to compromise on my principles no matter what. A good too many Germans did just that and the result was the rise of a tyrant. Even the churches compromised. It was a shameful period in German Christian history. And the German nation paid for it in rivers of blood, mayhem, death and destruction.
What der Führer has taught me is that man is an ugly political animal, capable of the most horrific crimes.
What der Führer has taught me is to trust not in the strong arm of man. We look too much to man, some strong man, leader, dictator, dare I suggest Pope, to bring us through the bad times.
What der Führer has taught me is to speak up and voice my dissent.
What der Führer has taught me is that Führers die in shame and contempt.
What der Führer has taught me is that those that compromise with these Führers die within themselves a little each day until there is but a shell of a human being with no life in it.
What der Führer has taught me is to trust in the Lord to save me. No Führer can ever do that.