Was Hitler a good person?

What we have is a man who is clearly socially gifted in his day to day 24/7 interactions who found it helpful to unleash a rant when one upping his subordinates who likely felt they were his social superiors.  Otherwise they would have ignored him and then conspired behind his back.  Oh, but they did anyway when they thought they had a chance.

It is abundently clear just where the loyalty come from.  And he got lucky on two fronts.  He had a fast victory turning the german economy around followed by a swift victory over France seven years in.  Stepping aside then would have made him Adolph the Great.

The underlying logic behind his deeply held Racism never made real sense, but was also shared by every tribe on earth as a serious minority taste which is why the majority ignored it all as a matter of course.  This was not just a German failure folks.

Sadly, it was Hitler who taught us all it was no joke.  The reaction saw off Jim Crow and the actual creation of modern Israel to protect judaism.  It certainly sobered up the global population allowing a global anti racism sentiment to be well established.

 Was Hitler a good person before he came to power, or was he always evil?

Jan 10

https://www.quora.com/

Few men knew Hitler as well as architect and long-term associate Albert Speer. In his writings, later in life, Speer frequently dove into the late dictator’s psyche, sharing stories of their times together. Speer wrote well, and his anecdotes and analysis of the highest ranking Nazi’s is fascinating. He would often recall how Hitler would be most at ease when meeting with common people. The “little people”, if you will.

Say Hitler was early for a meeting, back in the first years when he had just come to power. He’d stroll around a building where a stage was set up. And he’d talk to people. Like really talk to them, person-to-person. A soldier, a fellow veteran of WWI. A carpenter. He’d have animated talks with them, and Speer was amazed by this because many of the top brass of German high society were vain, arrogant, high and mighty figures. Not Hitler. In a restaurant, he’d compliment the chef on a vegetarian dish. Delighted to find out the man who prepared his food was a fellow Austrian. Things like that.

You’d think of Hitler, the murderous dictator, and imagine some sort of raving madman, foaming at the mouth, endlessly ranting about “the Jews!” And what you got, instead, was a thoughful, soft-spoken man with a deep voice, speaking in a slow and deliberate way, trying to hide his heavy Austrian accent. He’d remember names, remember intimate details about the lives of people he’d only met once, years after the fact. Like a true politician, really. He was warm, personable. And he could also be absolutely terrible, too. Especially to people who belonged to nobility, the Prussian elites, generals from “old families”, with old money and “von” in their names.

Still, he acted in a friendly way to “the little guy”. To his secretaries, to their husbands. He’d play matchmaker for his staff. Inquire about the children of friends. Allow his old Jewish childhood dentist to leave the country unharmed before the Holocaust kicked off… Hitler is a great and enduring paradox, an enigma — boundless evil in an often surprisingly polite package. A sea of anger and hatred, brewing underneath a surface that could be deceptively charming.