Konrad Warner, a Swiss journalist who was present at the 1935 festival, was struck by the extraordinary tension in the air, the palpable expectancy of this immense crowd as it surged over the hill, everyone looking for somewhere to stand or squat until the sacred moment when their Führer would come among them. At long last his motorcade could be seen in the distance on the plain below. ‘As it drew closer,’ Warner wrote, ‘the uninterrupted “Heil” of thousands and thousands of voices rolled like a hurricane from the hillside down towards the man who had cast his spell on the German people.’
obsessive love of hitler
