Dakota+Howard

New Blog Post December 6 Once again, we are here talking about Mien Kompf and Adolf Hitler. Recently. I began reeding the book again and noticed some things that, before, I had missed. He talks about being in the slums of Italy and his depression while he was there, and it made me think of a few things. Did he use the slums of Italy to infer the shape of Germany during the time he spent in prison? He describes deplorable conditions and tons of people with no work and no job, families with no homes, constant fighting over food and a warm place to spend a night. I think more and more that Adolf was using his time in the slums to describe the political shape of Germany. He also starts speaking about how he had to fight to get out of the slums, to get to where he wanted to be, and that was an artist. I believe that he considered himself to be the artist, the sculptor of what he wanted Germany to be. And he saw all those that opposed what he believed to be a threat to his idea of Germany, and had made up his mind that he had to take over the government and make the changes he saw fit.

November 18 Hey, this is Dakota coming to you with a little bit of history. As I continue in __Mien Kompf__, It becomes more and more clear to me that Adolf was more than what we saw. He is more than what we thought that he was, and he was much more than just a political fanatic. He was a man, who had dreams. He was a man who wanted something out of life, in the form of art. I have read this book once before, but I could not fully understand what this man could be talking about. This time around, I can see what it was that inspired him, what it was that brought him from aspiring artist and sculptor, to hateful bigot. As he was living in the slum of Italy, he was in a deep depression. He became desperate for something to cling to, which is why he became a nationalist. At the end of his entry, He describes some people at his job. He goes en depth on their arguments about politics, and their aspirations. He often describes one man as a, "man of great physical prowess, without a brain to match." Often speaking of men getting into fights on high scaffoldings, and people often almost falling. He would often have to leave work to avoid a physical conflict with another man. Adolf Hitler was not a stupid or violent man himself. He chose to fight with his head instead of his fists, and that is why, in my eyes, he is an intelligent man.

At this point, Ann Frank has been in hiding for about a year. She is constantly writing in her diary, sometimes three or four times a day. More than about the war, she speaks about the people who are in the hiding place with her, their attitude, what they look like. She speaks of worry for the rest of her family, not just her father and mother but for extended family. She constantly wonders to herself about weather or not they have been captured and imprisoned in the concentration camps, or if, worse, they were dead. She is also worried about the women hiding her saying, "The chance she takes by hiding complete strangers above her own office is shocking. She opens her home and heart to me, and I will never forget her kindness." She later writes about how news came that her uncle had died in a concentration camp. She and her family are devastated by this news. Greatly discouraged, she goes into a sort of depression and starts writing about how she has no idea how her and her family could ever make it through this great war. She is scared, also, of what would happen to the women who is hosting them. This amazed me. Even in her darkest hours, even in such a deep depression, she cared what happened to other people. Eventually, the Franks were captured and taken. Only Her father, Otto Von Frank, made it through to the end, and found her diary. It is because of him that it was published and we can have such a vivid picture of what really happened during World War II. And I will never forget, the story of this brave girl.

Alright, so I have now returned to reading Adolf Hitlers' __"Mien Kampf".__ This is a book that lays out, in detail, what he had planned to do when he came to power in the political stand point. In this book, he describes his child hood in amazing detail, even to the point where he can recall the very words of arguments with his father, words that shouldn't be exchanged from father to son, but he recalls them, never the less. He speaks of aspirations to be an artist, and a sculptor, which his father opposed and oppressed with all of his ability. He eventually left his home to move into a slum for several reasons. One, was to get away from his father, who he has not cared to be around very much at all, and two, to try to further his trade and try to become what he always wanted, a artist. He soon found out that he couldn't though, because in his rush to leave his fathers house, he did not graduate from his high school, therefore making it impossible to get into an art school. After working for months at a job he didn't like, he realized that he was a German Nationalist. And soon enough he had the place to express it. He became a soldier in the German army. When he was first entered, he was a scout runner, he would run commands from the General, to the front lines, risking his own life for the good of his country. He had been shot once in the arm, and had been temporarily blinded by a mustard gas attack. He was said to allways be alone in the barracks, after a win or a loss, sitting in the corner talking to himself, and he would on occasion jump up and rant about how it was the Jews' fault that they were loosing the war because they would not fight. And that is where he had come up with three types of people in a country: " In a country, there are three types of people. There are nationalists, the lukewarm, and the traders."
 * Blog Entry For 11/4/10**