In those days I cared nothing for politics, but I could not help forming an opinion on certain mani¬ festations which affected the whole nation, but con¬ cerned us soldiers most of all.
I was angered by the way it was considered right to regard Marxism, the final and perpetual aim of which was the destruction of all non-Jewish national States, saw to its disgust in those days of July, 1914, how the German working class, which it had been assiduously ensnaring, had woken up and was ranging itself more and more rapidly hour by hour in the service of the Fatherland. In a few days the fog and deception of that infamous national betrayal had dis¬ sipated into thin air, and the gang of Jewish leaders suddenly found themselves alone and deserted, just as though not one trace was left of the folly and madness, with which the masses had been inoculated for sixty years, was left in existence. That was a bad moment for the betrayers of German Labour. As soon, how¬ ever, as the leaders realized the danger threatening them, they hastily drew the Tarn-cap of lies over their ears and impudently mimicked the national uprising.
But now was the moment to attack the whole treasonable association of those Jewish poisoners of our nation. Now—because the German workers had rediscovered the road to nationality—it should have been the Government’s anxious care to root out with¬ out mercy those who were agitating against nationality.
At a time when the best were falling at the front, those who stayed might at least have extirpated the vermin.
Instead of this His Majesty the Emperor in person stretched out his hand to the old criminals, gave them his protection and enabled them to maintain their association.