In his reasonable cell at Nürnberg, Wiedemann observed to himself that much of this had come about because, for the first time in her history, essentially, Germany had chosen a leader from among the proletariat.
Hideous to reduce it so, perhaps, but so.
Not that Otto Wiedemann reflexively despised the common person.
Nor that his present situation had caused him to analyse using Communist methods.
It was history’s progress. From a monarch, divinely-appointed, to a constitutional monarch, through the nobility, through the gentry, to the commonality. Through Bismarck, through Rathenau, a growing pang of Germany, necessary to be gone through, and which had now been. Necessary and high-risk, a combination likely to cause any bureaucrat to faint.