You hear the news in Stuttgart, passed from mouth to ear beside the ruins of a church where smoke and dust still rise like incense to Heaven. The Reich suppresses and contorts the truth. The Reich lies outright, and what are we to do about it? The papers, like whipped dogs, piss themselves and cringe. Reporters sit up and beg. When the Master snaps his fingers, he wants a show of loyalty. But what can we expect? Any press not controlled by the Party disappeared by ’34. Editors and journalists, declared racially impure, were made enemies of the state.
This is hauntingly like what we’re experiencing right now. I’m sure this was the author’s intent. We need to be aware!
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