Sympathy for the Devil…

I watched Der Untergang yesterday. It tells the story of the last weeks of the most recognized madman of the 20th century. As the final hour draws close the Führer makes clear that compassion is not in the human nature.

Maybe he is right. Do you pity the fate of Mrs Goebles – shot by her husband – an hour after they killed their six children? Or Göring and Himmler who killed himselves? Given that every man and woman has the choice to do what is good or what is not, I think I do pity them. And if indeed Hitler alone can be to blame for WW2 then I pity him – and him more than others. WW2 spared all but 50.000.000 lives. I hope there is forgiveness from man and God for deeds such as his. I point my finger and judge, but I have sympathy for the devil. And compassion for the one without.

As Hitler draws his final breath – and russian artilery is grinding Berlin – the people of the administration surrender to insanity and throw a party. Germany surrendered the same day. Some hangover the day after I would imagine.

Tomorrow is Christmas Eve – when we celebrate the birth of the Prince of Peace… not the God of War.