This is, quite possibly, the hardest book I have ever read. Not because it is poorly written, but because of the subject matter. There have been two books that I have read that have reduced me to tears, and this is one of them.
Let me just start out by saying, for context, that I was diagnosed with "Asperger's Syndrome" almost a decade ago (I'm now 31). In sharp contrast to what children endured with a similar diagnosis in Nazi Vienna (of course my particular diagnosis did not exist at that time, not until 1994 in fact), I felt, not so much happiness, as a sense of relief when I found out. I got my diagnosis quite a bit later in life than some children do, this also meant, in my case, that I spent a substantial amount of time wondering what was so different about me earlier in life, but I was high-functioning enough to mostly fly under the radar of being clinically diagnosed with anything, just trying to adjust as best as I could.
Now, when the modern study of Autism began in the 1930's, so was the rise of Fascism, and the Third Reich in Nazi Germany. In its essence, that is what this book is a history of. The history of Autism and Nazism actually dovetail together in a unfortunate way. Back then, the rise of the Third Reich brought about the idea that the people, "Volk", needed to possess "Gemüt" to be a functional piece of the National Community. "Gemüt" does not really have a perfect translation to English, but think of it as having possession of a soul that is community minded, and for the advancement of the state. As the tide of Nazism escalated, so too did the attitude towards people viewed as lacking "Gemüt". Unfortunately, children (some Autistic, some with other diagnoses, some arbitrarily marked for death) were the first victims of the Nazi aim to create a physiologically and racially pure Volksgemeinschaft, or "People's Community".
Now I want to take a moment to extol the virtues of Edith Sheffer here, she has put together a book that contains some horrific history of what life was like for children with disabilities of all kinds and the suffering they endured during Nazi rule: Torture, experimentation, and being "euthanized", yet somehow she managed to do it thoughtfully, without interjecting her own opinions for the vast majority of the book, while simultaneously not coming off as cold and callous. I really appreciate that, for the most part, this is a pure work of history, meticulously researched, yet with an undeniably touching undertone. We are left to judge these historical figures for ourselves. The book itself is neither an indictment, nor a defense, just the historical facts.
As for my own judgement of Hans Asperger, while it is undeniable that he saved lives, he also knowingly sent some to their deaths at Spiegelgrund clinic. It's impossible now, to know how many died as a result of his actions (or inaction), and while he never actively participated in any of these deaths himself, for me, the fact that he was an enabler of death is enough. He seems to be a figure that was misogynistic, antisemitic, and while he may never have joined the Nazi Party, was indeed an ardent supporter of some colleagues who were, and whom he knew were actively involved in the child euthanasia program. It's hard to reconcile the good with so much evil for me. Was he a product of his time? Maybe, and while I am judging through the lens of history, I don't see that as an excuse for his part in those atrocities. I don't particularly want his named attached to me in any way.
If the essence/body of this book is pure history, its heart is in the story of the children who lived, and died during that time and place. And with that, comes the idea of labels. I have always struggled with trying to define myself, and even after the relief of finding out that indeed, there is something different about me, we are all different in our own ways, some more so than others. The children of Nazi Vienna did not have the luxury of trying to define themselves, they were essentially dehumanized. The idea of being persecuted, just for being different from the normal is abhorrent to me, and while it is less of a problem these days, there are still parallels between the present day, and the way things were during Nazi rule. Indeed, unnervingly, it seems to be becoming more common to be persecuted again for race, religion, gender, etc. Thankfully though, these days there is a strong voice that opposes ideas of persecution, and it is increasingly important to remember, and to not repeat the mistakes of the past. May we never forget.
With that, I'll leave you with some of the more poignant words for me from the Acknowledgments: "labels are powerful, with histories and consequences that reach far beyond the individuals who issue them."
*A note to the author on the chance you see this review* - I just wanted to personally thank you for writing this book, it can't have been an easy task, but certainly, I think, it was an important one. Learning about the history of Autism, and indeed, some history of Nazi Europe that I had no idea about has been harrowing, but enlightening for me. I hope everyone reads this book, it has given me so much to think about. So again, Thank you. <3
- John-Michael Lelievre