after two years as a loyal cog in the T4 machine even Mennecke could see that he was being taken for a ride. Throughout the ‘euthanasia’ gassing programme he had dutifully made his diagnoses of lives not worth living according to the criteria, but those criteria had changed. Not only had he been shifted to select concentration camp prisoners, instead of the handicapped in sanatoria that he was used to, but the guidelines stating which prisoners to choose were now being expanded every few days.
