THE GREEN KING (part 48)
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The Photographer
from Salzburg
Lothar was
asked to photograph and film the subjects’ brains, which had been carefully
exposed by cutting away the skull, to focus on the eventual modification
visible at the moment of death.
That was the
first mission of Hartheim, but not the most important one. The castle was in
reality a school and training centre, reserved for ‘students’ who, when their
training was completed, could be assigned to the several extermination camps
envisaged by Himmler during the Wannsee conference in January of 1941, but in fact
planned before that date. Moreover, Hartheim was not the only establishment of
this kind. There were three others.
Lothar was
handicapped in his work by the fact that he often had no operate through a spy
hole during experiments with gas; and he was rather inconvenienced at first by
the vile odour of the crematoriums. All in all, he must have photographed at
least two-thirds of the thirty thousand people killed at Hartheim.
One thing only
really bothered him, perhaps: that the overwhelming majority of the thirty
thousand subjects were Christians. They were Germans, Austrians, and Chechs who
had been sent to Hartheim either because they were part of the programme,
established at the demand of Hitler and supervised by Martin Bormann, to
exterminate the physically or mentally handicapped and the incurably ill, or
because they were simply old people entering the category of useless mouths.
Not a Jew among them; to die at Hartheim, Grafenegg, Hadamar, or Sonnenstein
was an honour reserved only for Aryans.
‘But of course,
you father,’ said Epke to Reb Klimrod. ‘Your father really died at Hartheim. Is
that what you wanted to know so badly?.’
‘I don’t
believe you,’ said Reb in a hollow and hesitant voice. ‘He is alive.’
TO BE CONTINUED
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