Von Kaiser Quotes

Lieutenant General Lothar von Trotha, who issued an extermination order (Vernichtungsbefehl): “Within the German boundaries every Herero, whether found with or without a rifle, with or without cattle, shall be shot. . . . “Signed The Great General of the Mighty Kaiser, von Trotha.

He could bear even less the disaster which befell his beloved Fatherland in November 1918. To him, as to almost all Germans, it was “monstrous” and undeserved. The German Army had not been defeated in the field. It had been stabbed in the back by the traitors at home. Thus emerged for Hitler, as for so many Germans, a fanatical belief in the legend of the “stab in the back” which, more than anything else, was to undermine the Weimar Republic and pave the way for Hitler’s ultimate triumph. The legend was fraudulent. General Ludendorff, the actual leader of the High Command, had insisted on September 28, 1918, on an armistice “at once,” and his nominal superior, Field Marshal von Hindenburg, had supported him. At a meeting of the Crown Council in Berlin on October 2 presided over by Kaiser Wilhelm II, Hindenburg had reiterated the High Command’s demand for an immediate truce. “The Army,” he said, “cannot wait forty-eight hours.

Your short understanding, your clipped mind, your hollow heart, will make more of mankind than it has the power to become. Make of a man what you will, yet he cannot be more than this I say to you, with the leave of all pure women: a human is conceived in sin, nourished with impure, unspeakable feculence in the maternal body, born naked and smeared like a beehive; a mass of refuse, a churn of filth, a dish for worms, a stinkhouse, a repulsive washtub, a rancid carcass, a mildewed crate, a bottomless sack, a perforated pocket, a bellows, a rapacious maw, a reeking flagon of urine, a malodorous pail, a deceptive marionette-show, a loamy robber’s den, an insatiably slaking trough, a painted delusion. Let recognise who will: every human created to completion has nine holes in his body; out of all these there flows such repellent filth that nothing could be more impure. You would never see human beauty, if you had the eyes of a lynx, and your gaze could penetrate to the innards; you would shudder at the sight. Strip the dressmaker’s colouring from the loveliest of ladies, and you will see a shameful puppet, a hastily withering flower, a sparkle of little durance and a soon decomposing clod of earth! Show me a handful of beauty of all the belles who lived a hundred years ago, excluding those painted on the wall, and you shall have the Kaiser’s crown! Let love flow away, let grief flow away! Let the Rhine run its course like other waters, you wise lad from Assville!

A German admiral, Henning von Holtzendorff, came up with a plan so irresistible it succeeded in bringing agreement between supporters and opponents of unrestricted warfare. By turning Germany’s U-boats loose, and allowing their captains to sink every vessel that entered the “war zone,” Holtzendorff proposed to end the war in six months. Not five, not seven, but six. He calculated that for the plan to succeed, it had to begin on February 1, 1917, not a day later. Whether or not the campaign drew America into the war didn’t matter, he argued, for the war would be over before American forces could be mobilized. The plan, like its territorial equivalent, the Schlieffen plan, was a model of methodical German thinking, though no one seemed to recognize that it too embodied a large measure of self-delusion. Holtzendorff bragged, “I guarantee upon my word as a naval officer that no American will set foot on the Continent!” Germany’s top civilian and military leaders converged on Kaiser Wilhelm’s castle at Pless on January 8, 1917, to consider the plan, and the next evening Wilhelm, in his role as supreme military commander, signed an order to put it into action, a decision that would prove one of the most fateful of the war.

A man doubted that the emperor was descended from the gods; he asserted that the emperor was our rightful sovereign, he did not doubt the emperor's divine mission (that was evident to him), it was only the divine descent that he doubted. This, naturally, did not cause much of a stir; when the surf flings a drop of water on to the land, that does not interfere with the eternal rolling of the sea, on the contrary, it is caused by it. (Ein Mann bezweifelte die gõttliche Sendung des Kaisers, er behauptete, der Kaiser sei mit Recht unser oberster Herr, bezweifelte nicht die gõttliche Sendung des Kaisers, die war ihm sichtbar, nur die gõttliche Abstammung bezweifelte er. Viel Aufsehen machte das na­turlich nicht; wenn die Brandung einen Wassertropfen ans Land wirft, stõrt das nicht den ewigen Wellengang des Meeres, es ist vielmehr von ihm bedingt.)

Through the lofty arched windows the Kaiser saw God's sun rising. He crossed himself and genuflected. Since time immemorial he had seen the sun come up every morning. Most of his life he had gotten up first, just as a soldier gets up earlier than his superior. He knew all sunrises, the fiery and cheery ones in summer and the late, dreary, foggy ones in winter. And while he no longer recalled the dates, or the names of the days, the months, the years when disaster or good fortune had overtaken him, he did remember every morning that had ushered in an important day in his life. And he knew that a certain morning had been dismal and another cheerful. And every morning, he had crossed himself and genuflected, the way some trees open their leaves to the sun every morning, whether on a day of storm or a felling ax or deadly frost in spring or else days of peace and warmth and life.

At last disgusted by war and its killing fields, Wilhelm Dinesen fled to America, where he lived alone in a log cabin in the deep woods outside Oshkosh, Wisconsin. There he became a friend of the Chippewa and the Fox and Sauk Indians. He came to admire their grave dignity and “natural arrogance,” their unquestioning submission to elemental things, to landscape and weather and the vagaries of fate. Years later back in Denmark, disillusioned and stricken with syphilis, he hanged himself from the rafters of his apartment not far from the national legislature. He had become a politician; disillusioned with politics, he married and fathered five children—his favorite, Tanne, was ten when he killed himself—but he had never been able to settle down. A congenital restlessness led him inexorably to his death as it has led to the premature deaths of many other similar types: from Clive of India to Lord Byron and General Eaton, hero of the Barbary Wars, to Jim Morrison of the Doors. Tanne

Otto von Bismarck knew this. He was Kaiser Wilhelm I’s strategist. Bismarck did a lot of complicated diplomatic maneuvering from 1870-90 to make sure Germany always had two major powers as allies: Russia and Austria-Hungary. Together, the three powers were the Three Emperors’ League.

Although ship for ship it approached a match with the British and in gunnery was superior, the Kaiser, who could hark back to no Drakes or Nelsons, could never really believe that German ships and sailors could beat the British. He could not bear to think of his “darlings,” as Bülow called his battleships, shattered by gunfire, smeared with blood or at last, wounded and rudderless, sinking beneath the waves. Tirpitz, whom once he had gratefully ennobled with a “von” but whose theory of a navy was to use it for fighting, began to appear as a danger, almost as an enemy, and was gradually frozen out of the inner councils.

Merk dies allein: nicht eine einzige Stunde kommt zweimal im Leben, Nicht ein Wort, nicht eines Blickes Ungreifbares Nichts ist je Ungeschehn zu machen, was Du getan hast, mußt du tragen, So das Lächeln wie den Mord!

For this work of subjugating Turkey, and transforming its army and its territory into instruments of Germany, the Emperor had sent to Constantinople an ambassador who was ideally fitted for the task. The mere fact that the Kaiser had personally chosen Baron Von Wangenheim for this post shows that he had accurately gauged the human qualities needed in this great diplomatic enterprise.

Andere Stellen [der Aufzeichnungen Wilhelm II.]lesen sich wie Vorwegnahmen der Abgründe der kommenden Jahre. Dies trifft etwa auf den Sekt zu, den der Kaiser um August 1921 entkorken ließ, als die Nachricht von der Ermordung Matthias Erzbergers in Doorn eintraf. Die Reaktion auf die Ermordung Walther Rathenaus im Folgejahr fiel ähnlich aus.

„Und als ich schrie aus dem Bauch der Hölle, einfach so vor mich hin, weil ich niemand wußte, zu dem zu schreien, da hörte auch niemand meine Stimme. Und als ich selbst in den Rachen des Walfisches sprang, da saß darin ein Polizeipräsident und verwies mir den Aufenthalt. Und nun erst ist es, als wäre ich von Fremden verstoßen worden, die ich gar nicht sehen kann, und der Herr, den ich nicht kenne, hat mir bewiesen, daß auch er mich nicht kennt. Und so bin ich nicht einmal wie Jonas, der vor dem Herrn floh, und ich kann seine heiligen Tempel weder sehen noch einen Sinn sehen fur die Existenz heiliger Tempel. Und mit all meinem Geld kann ich keine eigenen Tempel bauen, für eine eigene Heiligkeit. Und ob die große Stadt, in die ich mich aufgemacht habe, auch Ninive heißen mag, da ist niemand, der nach der Predigt verlangt, die nicht gepredigt werden kann, und nicht einmal jemand, der nach einem Schuldigen verlangt. Keine Stimme und kein Ohr.

On its most basic level, imperialism was all about building railroads.

Apparently, the British Royal Navy had just recruited an elephant hunter to bring down a battleship.

For many reasons—economic, political, military, and religious—the great powers of Europe and the United States began to carve up the world between them, conquering many of the territories, kingdoms, and ancient states of Asia, Africa, and the Pacific. The leaders in this “race” were Great Britain and France, although Belgium, Italy, Holland, and Russia all took part. Japan was also a participant in Asia, having developed a modern economy in an amazing amount of time between 1870 and the late 1890s. As we have seen, Germany had been divided into many states before 1864, and while the Germans were busy fighting for unification and then attempting to build a nation, the other powers of Europe were busy conquering much of the world. This was why von Bülow and the Kaiser wanted “a place in the sun” for Germany, which meant one thing—an empire.

Das Fahrrad ist die abenteuerlichste Erfindung des menschlichen Geistes. Wie jeder großartige Einfall ist er sofort vollkommen da und duldet keine Verfeinerungen. [...] Längst bin ich zu der Überzeugung gekommen, daß der Menschheit das Fahrrad geschenkt ist als Äquivalent für alle Plagen der Technik. Erbarmungsvoll ist ihr aus dem technischen Kollektiv — da es kein seelisches gibt — ein Weg in die Isoliertheit geöffnet. Das Fahrrad inthronisiert die Privatperson. Es macht sie unabhängig von Hilfsmitteln. Der Radfahrer tritt zu — und distanziert sich.[...] Sein Antipode ist der Automobilist. Das Wesen mit der Kuppelung. An den Motor, an die öffentliche Fahrrinne, an die Tankstelle. Vor allen Dingen : er wird gefahren — er fährt nicht. [...] Der Mensch muß viel erfahren haben, um klug zu werden. Da wir die Technik erleiden mußten, sind wir zweifellos zur größten Weisheit berufen. Nämlich: nichts für sich tun zu lassen, sondern alles selbst zu tun. [...] Das Wandern ist keine Lust, das Automobilfahren ist ein Laster. Zwischen Lustlosigkeit und Laster muß es liegen. Was? Das Menschenwürdige Der Querschnitt, Band XII, Heft 1, Ende Januar 1932, S. 30-32 .

ein großer Wurm von hinten angeschlichen hätte. Am dritten Tag wagte er schließlich, die Gemeindeamtstür zu öffnen. Er ging durch das Eingangszimmer am Postamt und am Aufenthaltsraum der Gendarmen vorbei bis in die Dorfbibliothek. Seit ihn der Pfarrer zu Schulzeiten zur Strafe fürs Stanniolkugelwerfen hierhergeschickt hatte, um sich einen Katechismus auszuborgen und der Klasse daraus zu referieren, war er nicht mehr hier gewesen. Die Bibliothek

[Von Neumann's childhood home's] library’s centrepiece [was] the Allgemeine Geschichte, a massive history of the world edited by the German historian Wilhelm Oncken, which began in Ancient Egypt and concluded with a biography of Wilhelm I, the first German emperor, commissioned by the Kaiser himself. When von Neumann became embroiled in American politics after he emigrated, he would sometimes avoid arguments that were threatening to become too heated by citing (sometimes word for word) the outcome of some obscurely related affair in antiquity that he had read about in Oncken as a child.

Vivimos en la era de lo que se ha pasado a llamar «corrección política», la cual podría definirse como una práctica cultural que busca la destrucción reputacional, la censura e incluso la sanción penal de aquellas personas o instituciones que no adhieran, desafíen o ignoren una ideología identitaria que promueva la supuesta liberación de grupos considerados víctimas del opresivo orden social occidental

the only way in which a whole country may save is by reducing its consumption.  Consumption is therefore the destruction of wealth, whereas savings makes it possible to multiply it. Let us take a similar example to that given by the great Austrian economist, Eugen von Böhm-Bawerk, to illustrate how underconsumption —savings— is what permits the formation of the so-called “capital goods”, which are so necessary to increase productivity as well as future consumption.[12]

Early on August 4, a quiet, clear, luminous morning, seventy miles to the east of Brussels, the first invaders, units of von Marwitz’s Cavalry, crossed into Belgium. Coming at a steady purposeful trot, they carried twelve-foot steel-headed lances and were otherwise hung about with an arsenal of sabers, pistols, and rifles. Harvesters looking up from the roadside fields, villagers peering from their windows, whispered, “Uhlans!” The outlandish name, with its overtones of the savage Tartar horsemen from whom it derived, evoked Europe’s ancestral memory of barbarian invasion. The Germans, when engaged in their historic mission of bringing Kultur to their neighbors, showed a preference, as in the Kaiser’s use of the word “Huns,” for fearful models.

Die Eröffnung der 750 Meter langen Siegesallee war ein vielsagendes Beispiel. Sie führte entlang einer der Verkehrsachsen der Hauptstadt und war von Denkmälern gesäumt. In einer langen Reihe halbrund angelegter Nischen mit Steinbalustraden standen auf hohen Podesten Statuen der Herrscher des Hauses Brandenburg, flankiert von den Büsten der Generale und hoher Staatsbeamter ihrer Herrschaft. Bereits zum Zeitpunkt der Eröffnung wirkte dieses gigantische Projekt völlig unzeitgemäß. Um die Allee rechtzeitig zu vollenden, hatte Kaiser Wilhelm II. die Statuen bei Bildhauern von unterschiedlicher Kunstfertigkeit in Auftrag gegeben – sie waren allesamt konventionell und bombastisch, viele wirkten überdies plump und leblos. Das Ergebnis war eine kostspielige Demonstration von Prunk und Monotonie. Mit der gewohnten Respektlosigkeit nannten die Berliner die Allee nur noch die »Puppenallee«, und unzählige zeitgenössische Karikaturen machten sich über den Größenwahn des Kaisers lustig. Die Krönung war eine Werbeanzeige aus dem Jahr 1903, die eine Siegesallee zeigte, gesäumt von riesigen Odol-Flaschen.