“We need a fellow at the head,” Heiden, who was a working newspaperman in Munich at the time, quotes Eckart as declaiming to the habitues of the Brennessel wine cellar in 1919, “who can stand the sound of a machine gun. The rabble need to get fear into their pants. We can’t use an officer, because the people don’t respect them anymore. The best would be a worker who knows how to talk… He doesn’t need much brains… He must be a bachelor, then we’ll get the women.”14
