Tuesday, October 10, 2017

“Spandau: The Secret Diaries”, by Albert Speer, translated by Richard Winston and Clara Winston, foreword by Sam Sloan


477 pages, Macmillan Publishing Company, ISBN-13: 978-0026128100

I have spent time with Herr Speer before – read my reviews of Inside the Third Reich from February 15, 2016 and Albert Speer: His Battle with Truth from February 24, 2016 – and here I find myself back again, reviewing Spandau: The Secret Diaries. All-in-all there is little new information in this tome that wasn’t found somewhere in those earlier works: reminisces about architecture, anecdotes about Hitler, recounting his daily routine in jail, trying at times to share his thoughts about the regime and his role in it…hey, I guess prison is boring, but so much of this book is superficial and repetitive in content. One great area of disappointment is the deafening silence in regards to Georges Casalis, the Spandau Prison chaplain. Speer had asked to talk to Casalis, but before he could speak Casalis told Speer he considered him more blameworthy than any of the other Nazi prisoners, both because of Speer’s intelligence and because he had been more responsible for extending the war than perhaps anyone but Hitler. Speer’s response, according to Casalis, was: “I’ve been sentenced to 20 years, and I consider it just. I want to use this time that has, in a manner of speaking, been given to me. What I want to ask you is: Would you help me become a different man?” We get NONE of this in The Secret Diaries, which I believe speaks a lot to just how closely Speer kept his cards to its chest.

If this book had an overarching theme it is “guilt”, but more as an intellectual exercise rather than as a moral reckoning; Speer’s desire is to look good for the post-war do-gooders, but I was never really convinced of his sincerity. I, for one, could find no heartfelt remorse about the way the slaves in the factories or Jews and others in the death camps were treated, no remorse for having been party alongside Hitler and his psychopathic gang. Some people have thought that, after he was released from prison, Speer reinvented himself as the “Good Nazi”, the only one amongst Hitler’s Inner Circle who showed even a modicum of remorse about the war and his role in it. I was one of these until I read Gitta Sereny’s book and determined instead that he tried to clear his name and attempted to fool people about his actual role in the war. Very cunning, and while Speer hides his true intentions, we do know certain facts about his actions as Reich Minister of Armaments and War Production. We do know that Herr Speer used slave labor in all of the factories he managed, and one has to wonder: where was he looking when visiting these factories when most of them were worked to death and died from a lack of food and other necessities of life? This is one thing he could never dispute. While this practice predated his appointment as Armaments Minister, he also did nothing to stop it, or to change it.

Was Speer truly as remorseful as he claims in this book of his? Former coworkers and even family members did not fall for his pretense. After reading these diaries I did not have any sense that this guy became “a different man”; I have the sense that he is as good as Hitler at being a big fake, cunning, with no feeling whatsoever (none expressed in this book). If you want to get more under Speer’s blanket then try the above-mentioned Albert Speer: His Battle with Truth by Gitta Sereny. She managed to catch him with his pants down, motivations and all.

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