The suicides at the top of the Nazi regime are well-documented. Hitler took a cyanide pill and shot himself alongside his new wife Eva Braun in his bunker on April 30 – the same day Soviet troops marched into Demmin. The following day Magda Goebbels, wife of propaganda chief Joseph, poisoned each of their six children before the couple killed themselves. Heinrich Himmler took cyanide on May 23 after being captured by the British, while in 1946 Herman Göring cheated the gallows at the Nuremberg trials by taking smuggled poison. Of the German army's 554 generals, 53 took their own lives rather than face justice.
What drove so many ordinary men and women to follow the lead of the Nazi top brass is the subject of a book by German historian and documentary make Florian Huber (a bestseller in his home country, and newly released in Britain). In particular, Huber concentrates on Demmin, where his research has uncovered the staggering death toll. "These were not heroes or villains but ordinary people," the 51-year-old says. "I didn't want them simply to fall into oblivion without asking why?"
We are standing in the town cemetery, surrounded by a neat wall of medieval brickwork, where in May 1945 a teenage girl and her mother were left with the grisly task of counting the dead.
Huber has retrieved the old records which the girl, Marga Behnke wrote on paper normally used as order forms for flowers. In total she recorded 612 suicide victims buried in a mass grave in the cemetery (many more were buried in private graves elsewhere).
Among the dead was a six-month-old baby strangled by his grandfather. Hundreds of others could not be identified and were logged simply as umbekannt: unknown. Of these, almost a third were children and babies. To preserve their memories, Huber points out, Marga noted any potential identifying factors: the initials on a handkerchief, a red blouse, a missing index finger…
Demmin – rebuilt after the war in utilitarian blocks common throughout East Germany – is a town reluctant to recall such painful memories. "There is a wall of silence here," says Barbel Schreiner, who was six in 1945 and ended up in Demmin with her mother and brother after their hometown of Szczecin (now in Poland) was evacuated. "Many people just want to forget everything."
On the day the Russians invaded Demmin, she and her family hid in a cellar and made their escape the following morning. "We found an indescribable inferno in the street," she recalls. "Corpses everywhere we looked and the river red with blood. We saw people hanging from trees. I still don't know how we made it out of the city."
The irony was that until April 30, 1945, Demmin had been untouched by war. A provincial capital, the population enthusiastically embraced Nazism, although due to its lack of strategic importance, it was never bombed.
National events occurred here in miniature: torchlit parades, rallies, purges of Jewish residents and communists. When Hitler was appointed chancellor in 1933, party members formed a living swastika outside the town hall, while the main drag was renamed Adolf Hitler Strasse.
It was along this very street where the Russian troops marched into town on April 30 after storming through the east of Germany. They had left utter devastation in their wake, enacting revenge for the brutal fighting on the Eastern Front through the mass rape of civilians (it is estimated two million women were victims) indiscriminate killing and looting.
As Huber points out, such brutality was the realisation of 12 years of Nazi propaganda, which had warned the local population of the terror that awaited them at the hands of the Russians. "They learnt to see them as monsters," he says.
Fear of retribution certainly played its part in the mass suicides. After the Soviets arrived in Demmin and found themselves temporarily halted – the bridges leading out of town were blown up by retreating German troops – they responded to a few potshots fired by local Hitler Youth with an orgy of mass rape and bloodletting, burning much of the town to the ground.
But Huber argues that blaming the horrors of temporary occupation alone for the suicides disregards the growing sense of complicity and guilt that was beginning to gnaw at so many of his countrymen and women for having been part of the Nazi regime.
Even in the days before the Russians arrived, 21 suicides were recorded in the town register; including the wife of the police chief constable, who hanged herself alongside two grown daughters, and the 71-year-old director of Demmin's health insurance fund who was also found hanging alongside his wife, daughter and two grandchildren, eight and nine.
As the Soviets marched into Demmin, George Moldenhauer, a local schoolteacher who had reluctantly joined the Nazis (a party he initially opposed) executed his wife and three children, then attempted to shoot at the enemy troops but was instantly shot dead, himself.
How much did ordinary Germans know about the true horror of the Fatherland? Huber cites the diary of a Demmin woman who ran a shop selling furs and medals and whose Jewish apprentice was one day sent out of town.
"She knew it," he says. "Everybody knew it. Hardly anyone knew about the concentration camps and exactly how it was happening, but everyone had a sense that it was happening. You couldn't close your eyes. If so much of a population disappears within a few short years you must ask questions – even of yourself."
Such was the guilt, Huber says, that even in his home village in Bavaria (occupied by American troops) people killed themselves. In Berlin 3,881 suicides were recorded in April 1945.
Huber also believes there was an element of contagion raging through communities. "It was an epidemic," he says. "During those last days, suicide – a taboo in any culture – vanished. People openly discussed how they would do it."
For decades afterwards, particularly in the east of the country, the extent of the suicides were brushed under the carpet. It is only in recent years that Germany has started to delve into the end of the darkest chapter in its history.
Since Huber's book has been published he has been contacted by people all over the country whose relatives took their own lives at the end of the war – many of whom have never previously spoken.
On one visit to Demmin, he was approached by an elderly woman who showed him the scars from where her mother had tried to slash her wrists with a razor blade in 1945. "She just briefly told me what happened, then said goodbye and walked away," he recalls. "No emotion, no context, just simply wanting to finally let it go."
Promise Me You'll Shoot Yourself by Florian Huber is available to purchase now.
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