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ERNST JUENGER
Translated from the German by
Stuart 0. Hood
INTRODUCTION BY LOUIS CLAIR
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HENRY REGNER Y COMPANY
HINSDALE, ILLINOIS
Copyright 1948 in the United State of Ameica
By Her Regner Company
Production and design by Edit Ic Chicago
AUTHOR'S FOREWORD
THE essay Peace was sketced out in its basic outlines in
the winter of 1941, and was redy in its present form
in the sm er of 1943. In the meantime the situation
has changed drastically, but unchanged are the curative
mens which alone c hel Europ and, byond it,
the world.
It is an obligation for me to thank the reders of the
manuript for the care wit which they kept the sret
-many of them, in spite of all the horrors of impris!
meot. Espially I thin of General von Stilpoagel, that
knightly mao, under whos protetion the essay came
abut.
This work is to b dedicated to my son, Ernst Juenger;
he also had known it. After he had proved himself
almost still a by-in the resisance to the internal tyr
anny and had languished in its prisons, he fell on the
29th of November 1944 at eighteen years for his home
land, in the Marble Mountains ner Carrara. In the same
way have the best of all nations not spared themslves
Their sacrifce and the srrow they left bhind will be
fruitful.
E.J.
INTRODUCTION
It is high time that the moral insnity which gripped
America during and after the war concerning all things
German-that raving frenzy of hatred so assiduously fos
tered by the Emil Ludwigs, the Morgenthaus and Vansit
trts-gives way to a rational atitude toward what is
called, somewhat condesendingly, "the German prob
lem."
Moern man has a fatal propensity for attempting to free
Jimslf of his own feelings of glt, his wn anxieties and
terrors, by projecting them onto some .sapegoat, some
incarnation of absolute evil, which he burdens with all te
sins, all the shortcomings that he cannot face within him
self. Te Jews were made to assume this burden for the
Na; for the addicts to the Stalin myth, the "trotskyites"
are the sapgoat; and for many an otherwise liberal and
"normal" American, this role ls of late been assigned to
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"the German"-a sort of corporate entity, an amalgama
tion of all that is hatdul and despicable.
Those whose concern is with a more rational ordering
of world afairs and of the body politic, whose concern is
the'aving of individual and collective morality from a
zoological irratonalism which thinks in terms of species
instead of human beings, are under the obligation to tear
down the wall of hatred and distrust that now surrounds
Germany and makes of it a sort of insane asylum and pris
on house combined. We must penetrate behind the
facade whih propagandists have built to discover the in
dividual German, a person, neither "god" nor "bad," but
a human being with both potentialities who will in part
be shaped by the very way we act toward him. Once we
have freed ourselves from a magic thinking which at- ,
tributes reality to metaphors such as "race" or "national
chaacter,'-' we begin to enter the realm of morality. Mo
rality and rational thinking cannot be divorced. The book
which I have the honor to introduce to the American
public can be of immense aid in this endeavor toward un
derstanding.
Ernst Juenger is not one of those "good people" whose
goodness is somewhat boring in its monotony; in his own
life, on the contrary, he has lived through, and even
savored, the whole gamut of multifarious
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eperiences that
have assailed and tempted the German inte1lecual during
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the last three decades. Perhaps those who have themselves
descended deeply into the abyss can report more from
their descent than the simple spectator who has never but
walked its edge.
Ernst Juenger never was a Nazi, yet he was in the
ranks of the most extreme German nationalists; he was
one of the prophets of that nsm which has contributed
not a little to the demoralization and the cynical contempt
for values which characterized large parts of the youg
German generation of pre-Hitler days. Yet Juenger, once
he realized the fruits of that nihilistic spirit which he him
self was not innocent of having brought into being, re
volted and turned away in disgust and shame. In 1939,
shortly after the outbreak of the war, he wrote On the
Mrble Clifs, the only great anti-Nazi novel to appear in
Germany during Hitler's reign. A few years later he wrote
THE PEACE.
This short book dates from the last phase of the Nazi
terror when Juenger was acively in contact with the
men of the conservatve opposition that made the attempt
on the tyrant's life on July 20, 1944. These men, who
showed to a world that had not listened to the earlier mute
testimony of illegal resisters who paid for their heroism
with concentration camp and gallows, that there still
existed German men willing to stake their lives in the
cause of freedom, found in Juenger their spokesman and
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their herald. THE PEACE is the most impressive doument
from within Nai _Germany testifying to the spirit and
the reality of the "other Germany." Juenger's past dos
add rather than detract from this value.
-.t i of almost symblic signifcance that one who once
.sang peans in honor of the warrior, one who rejoiced in
the end of individuality, who praised the advent of a new
total soiety in which things of steel, cold mathematical
formulas, would pitlessly push aside all human and
humane considerations, cotld now write an essay which
stars with a quotation from Spinoza: "The hated, which is
completely conquered by love, becomes love, ad such love
is stronger than it would have been had hatred not pre
ceded it." THE PEACE represents Juenger's defnite break
with the values of his past, a balance shet and a farewell,
as well as a vision of things to come. I do not know any
more poignant denunciation-in Germa or in- any other
language, for that matter-of the evi that was Nazism,
than the frst pages of this bok. These denunciatory pages,
full of tagic bauty and passion, will stand as the most
succinct ad yet most adequate description of what the
barbarias from within had done to a Grmany they had
conquered by force and by cunning. The second part of
the bok, The Fruit, presents a outline of a positive pro
ga to save Germany, more-Europ1 more-Western
civilization.
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The one-time herald of Grman natonalism now has
understod that i Germany is not to bcome a country
without history, no longer able t contol her own destiny,
she can b saved only thrugh a common Europan efort.
The Europan cltural tadition is by no means homo
geneus, though there est cerain basic and vital common
concept. Juenger knows that the great cutural achieve
ments of Europe are, in part, precisely based on the
variety and diversity of national a, of languages, laws,
and mores; he loves the many hued shades of the Europan
tadition-"there cannot be t many colors on the
palette"-but he also recognizes that Europe wil not
b able to survive i she i not ued economicaly and
technically. The hoarding of resources by each naton, the
customs barriers, the trade quotas and restrictions that
make of each nation an entity jealous of its prerogatives,
, can but led to the collectve suicide of Europ. Economic
autrchy in the age of supranationa planning can but
lead to death from sufoation. Only if Europe bcomes a
unted and unifed economic whole can there be hope for
its future, for even mere survival.
These ideas are not new. They have ben stated bfore
in more elaborate detail, yet they acquire poignancy for
bing epressed by Juenger in 1943, in the midst of war,
at a time when Naism still held the major part of Europ
under its sway. Aredy then Juenger knew what most
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Aericans slowly are learning only now, that there is no
longer a "German problem" but only a European problem
which, morever, cannot be solved but by cCHqual partic
ipation of Germany in the work of general reconstruction
He knew that: "The re and usages of warfare must fnd
no place, mut not be prpetated in te pace. If such
were the case, it would be a mete illusion of peace, under
which the struggle would continue-at frst invisibly as
civil war and foreign oppression, and then openly in new
blocs of pwer." This insight of 1943 has not lost its
signifcance in 1948; the intervening years of folly only
add to its peculiar topical relevance.
There is much talk at this date of the reconstruction of
Europe, yet one feels only to often that thos who but
recently have been convened to a Europan doctrine have
been impelled by motives other than the concern for the
revival and survival of European culture. Real-pliticians
who but a short while ago dreamed of the pastoralization
of the heart of the contient are now concerned with
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reviving Grman industry, primarily bcaue they wish
to erect a Euopan bulwark agaist the onh of the
Russian state pwer. Juenger, when he wrote THE PEACE,
didn't think in these categories; he wrote as a European
who with all the fbrs of his being was tied to the re
discovered European hunist traditio, worried lest this
tradition be buried in the maddening rush of compting
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and quarreling nationalisms, in the irrational hatreds that
the war would leave i its wake. THE PEACE is the frut of
an agonized self-sarch, the passionate reappraisal of
his own and Germany's past, by a man who after the trials
and turmoils and hatreds of Germay's inter-war years ha
arrived at conclusions which baically contradict his earlier
bliefs in the virtues of the national state and the heroic
sacrifce in war. "To have peace, it is not enough not to
wish for war. Tre pace pstulates courage of a higher
order than that which war demands; it is a product of
spirital travail, of spiritual strength. It is attained when
we learn to extinguish the red fres within us and to free
our own heart from hate ad it disruptive pwer."
Thes means which Juenger outlines for the achieve
ment of peace are certinly not sufcient to arrive at that
rational contol of plitics which is in tune with the de
mands of a new international morality. However, those
who will read this little volume will fnd in it an incentive
to overcome those hatreds, thos prejudices, that add so
much to create the atosphere of impending dom under
which e all labor today.
New York Ct'
Mrch 5, 1948
LOUIS CLAIR
PART ONE
THE SEED
"he hatred, whic i completely cn
quered by love, becmes love; ad such
love is then stonger tha if hated had
not preceded it."
Spinoz Ethics, 44t Theore
I
S
URELY never bfore was so geat a respnsibility
laid upn a generaton of men and on its thinkers
and leders as now when the war is drawing to its
end. Certainly ou history has never ben lacking in grave
and momentous decisions. But never did the fate of such a
multitude depend upn them. Each inhabitant of this
planet will be afected by them for weal or for woe, and
not only he but his remote descendants also.
It may safely b said that t wa h ben humanity's
frst joint efort. The peace that ends it must be the second.
The builders who fashion peace out of chaos must not
only test and improve the old structures, but also create
new ones towering abve and uniting them. On these
men it depends whether go spirits will guard the new
house, and whether mankind cn live in it in freedom
and happiness, or whether prisons and cells for matyrs
are again to b hidden in its foundations as souces of
corruption.
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If then the peace is to bring blessings for all, it must
rest upon simple and common foundation. It cannot b
limited to a political or-ven i the best sense of the
word-to a spiritul product, but must at the same time
be
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he creation of goo and generous forces. Expressed in
terms of logic, it aims at baic principles; in tems of
theology, at a formula of salvation.
What then must be this way of salvaton that is to guide
our thought? This-. that the wa must beafruit for each
of us.
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If then the war must bear fruit for all, we must frst
seek the seed from which such a havest n grow. It can
not spring from all the forces of sepaation, from the
persecution, the hated and injustices of our times. That
is the ev
l
l seed which ha been all too freely sown, and
whose last traces must be rooted out.
The true fruit can come forth only from manind's
common fund of god, from it soundest core, from its
noblest, most unselfsh stock. It is to be sought where,
without thought for himself and his ownweal, man lives
and dies for othes and sacrifces himself for them. And
that has happened abundantly; a great treasure of saci
fce has been gathered as a bais for the re-building of
the world.
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The sacifced this everyone must have felt-lay
in the unreserved efort of the most lowly and simple.
Afairs had taken a driving and evil course to which there
contributed the missed opporunities and errors not of
the living only but of many geneation. They drove on
towards the fre; in fre they wished to be refned and
purifed. Then even those most frmly resolved yet to
direct things to a good end found themselves pushed to the
edge. Now for the unnumbeed and unnamed one thing
alone remained-to shoulde their burden honorably at
the post where fate had placed them.
And in the memory of furthest age this great spec
tacle will remain: how in every land, when the hour had
come, they went out to battle on the fronters, to sea
fghts on the ocens, to deadly encounters of squadrons in
the air. Then in every people and in evey army there
were deeds of wonde and to spare, and long-etablished
. fe i .arms acquired its meed of new laurels. In this
battle of giant each opponent could b proud of the
other; and to the extent that tme tempers enmity the.
secret repect and even the secet love between conqueror
and conquered will grow. The one gains meaning from
the other.
Behind the bloody battle lines, which for the frst time
welded the earth's ball with glowing bands, stretched the
grey lightless depths of the amy of workes. In them the
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gretest sum of human endeavor was prouced that men
have ever harnesed t one end. In fulnes of gratitde
and of emotion one must remembr thee men and
women, their labrious days in glomy workshops, their
nighdvatches in the darkened towns and their long hours
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of work with hear flled with cae for brothers, sons
and children. There is no reckoning those who died thus,
worn out with overwork, bwed down with budens and
care, snufed out like nameless lights.
The god seed that was there ground down must not
be lost; it must for long furnish us with bread. That will
come abut only if we grasp the tue and hidden signif
cance of their labr and sacrice. It i not that they
fashioned the instuments of death and destuction, the
weapns for killing, for sinking ships, for destoying city
after city. Deep in their hearts there lived instead a sense
of true generosity, tue sacrice, which fowers and beas
fruit more richly than in the world of hate.
Under a just peace, then, we must unite what has fowed
from separate but pure souces. Through reason we must
give reality to something that existed a a vague force in
the aspirations of unnumbred millions, whatever the land
in which they chanced to be brn- greter and better
rle of peace.
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III
When we review the sacrice we must not forget those
who were plunged into the depths of pure sorrow, of pue
sufering. The times lay upn the we and innoent
with the weight of iron.
Who knows the hosts of thoe who died from hunger,
disease, exhaustion, from lack of cre and medicments?
And thoe other hots destroyed when the towns were
laid in ruins, who fell beneth the wreage of their
house, who drowne in the cellas, who sufoated or
were consumed by liquid phophorus? The line of women,
children and aged who vanished thus is endless. Untold
numbrs had their days cut short; a many again were
never to know what life is. The young grew up in hells,
in realms ft rather for the habitation of demons than of
men, and the children gained their frst images from a
world of terror. They head the howling of the sirens
before the peal of the bells, and their cadle was nearer
the fre than the light.
We must tn too of those who went down with the
ships, who drowned in the solitude of the s, who froze
in the icy waters or whom death overcame in scalding
steam, in the .are of the explosion, in the rings of burn
ing oil spreading wide round their bts. In those days
daknes lay over the paths of the sea.
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Yet even the soldier had t b burdens far exceeding
those of his calling aqd those beftting oppnent within
the Christian community. This can. be graped only by
those who conceive of the stuggle not as a trial of arms
btwen poples and states, between nations and races,
but rather as a universal civil war which split the world
'into mysterious, all the more terrible fronts.
This explains why in the couse of these fateful years
engagements were t take place which were far more
terrible than the battles of materiel and fre of the frst
world war. For the man who believes he fght for idea
and ideals is pssessed by greater ruthlessness than he who
merely defends his country's frontiers.
So battles were made possible in which even the
defeated, the unarmed cold not cont on mercy-encirce
ment and captivity which ofered no prospc of escap.
Over wide plains and felds the terrors of the elements
vied with a technology of muder and unshakable cuelty.
There were area where men destoyed each other like
vermin and broad wos in which to hunt men like wolves.
And one saw, ct of from all hop as i on a dead star,
great armies go to their death in the horror chambers of
the pket battles.
Numberless were those who experienced the bitternes
of dying in beleagered outosts where one sees death
approaching inexorably from afar. Happy coud be he
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who recogned the real enemy in his oppnent and could
fall before doubt awoke in his breat. Yet many, and they
the best, bravest and wisest, saw themselves marked down
for destuction, unable to yield themselves to the magic
of the fags and symbols under whose infuence they were
domed t give their lives. For it wa these who could not
escape the thought that they were in a battle for higher
things than the frontiers of the fatherland-that in this
fratricidal war a new purpoe wa being brn to te erth
and that many of those on the other side, whose approach
ment death, were closer to the higher goal than the com
rades at one's side: yet with them one had to keep faith.
So, above all for the tue and pue of heart, the war
enteed the realms of tagedy and to an upright mind the
contadiction betwen the voices of future and pat, be
tween the world and one's native land, beteen duty
and intution seemed insoluble. There were many to whom
death in the opn .eld in honorable combat, seemed the
ony, the best solution. With them the best, full seed fell
into the ground.
IV
Even more somber become the picture of sufering in
those places where the world was turned into a mere
slaughterhouse, to a fayinghouse whose stench poisoned
the air far and wide.
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In the forcing-house of war and civil war the great
theories of the past century bore fruit as they were applied
in practice. Now it bcame clea. that irrespctive of
whether they heralded the equality or inequality of man,
they had invented cold-bloed reasning. The yadstick
of theory was applied to individuals, to races, to poples.
As always in such cases the thirst for blo son passed
all measure once the frst victim had fallen.
S in the senseless interplay of force and terror, perse
cution and injustice broke over wide and ever growing
expanses of
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the globe. Soon the last free voices had to
keep silence, and even the souds of terror died away in
the terrible stillness which surrounded prison and ceme
tery. Only dark rumors hinted at the guesome revels
where plce and torturers feated on the humilation, on
the blod of their victims. For distant ages these will
remain our century's blot of shame; no one will be re
spcted whose heart and eyes were insensible to what
happned there. This is above all true for the military
youth, for the proteaion of the weak and helpless will
always remain the highest fower of knightho No one
can be a hero before the enemy whom this fower dos
not adorn
From the Far East to the Hesprides, from the Suth
to the White Sa we learned what burdens and sorrows
men bore in lands where terror was the highest law. Was
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brought it in their dak tain no less than civil wars, and
under the domination of classes, parties or foreign amies
only the aims altered, never the unchanging face of tyr
anny. And as in great conagations now one wind and
now another feeds the fames, there were lands where
white and red terror alternated and where the victims fell
now under the blows of natve despts, now under those
of a foreign pwer. So violence raged like a. plague whose
germs continually infame new hate and, spreading by
may routes, stike always at the po r ad weak. And
however the idea may be dsguisd in whose name heads
are called for-the great mass grave ae all the same.
Such to was the fate of innumerable nameless men
who clung to lost outpstS until thei hour of terror struck.
The domed member of the reistce faced the omni p
tence of the executioner, and the way to the paks of
sufering had many stations. Paticulaly terrifying were
the cold mechanics of persecution, the considered tech
nique of decimation, the tacking and surveillance of the
victims by means of the lists and fles of a police force
which swelled into amies. It seemed as if every metho,
every discovery of the human mind had been transformed
into an instrument of oppression.
Thus years and decads of terror broke upon coundess
famles. House and cottage lay
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defenseles at the mercy
of class and racial hatred, of unconcealed desptism and
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'even of naked betiality. And this spreding gloom was
not conned to the.liits of the contnent but penetrated
into lands which for centuries had ben dstinguished by
legal knowledge and the exercise of justcelands where
frdm ancient times freedom had found as good a dwelling
place as it may have among men.
But now the mist came down, bringing with it the
silence of the oppressed, over whose helplessnes the
tyrant tiumphed with wild unbridled glee. Things lost
their cheerful hue and with each new morning came the
question:. Would evening fnd the family united round
the table or torn apart, its members dragged away? And
when at night the light was extingushed, the ea stained
to catch the whispering of the police agents without,
waited for the door to reound with blows as a sign that
the hunters had tacked down their prey.
Tee were years when even the prisons no longer
sufced, and in which multitudes, dragged of illeglly
and without sentence, languished i dungeons where death
was the only kindness. Many were seized on the steps of
the court whch had just acquitted them. Te camps flled,
to, where forced labor cesed only with annihilation
thus achieving its delibrate aim. Anyone who there
wasted away had long been dead to his kin, for the pre
cautions designed by warped minds sa to it that no sign
of life came from the tortre cells.
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And more obcre, more gruesme than ever before
was the death the executioners prepaed for the innocent
after they had broken up the familie and robbed them
of possesions and liberty. The seecy, the shunning of
the light, the slaughterings in cellars and evil places and
the hasty, unceremonious burial of te victms showed only
too clealy that here was no execution of just sentence,
but mere outage and wanton murder.
The nuber of Golgothas where the disenfranchise
were slaughtered is enormous. Te crime of which the
unfortuate were accsed was merd y that of existing, the
stigma of their birth. They fell because they were sns
of their people, of their fathers, of their race, as hostges,
as' adherent of a disinherited creed, as disseminators of
their faith, which laws invented overnight had deced to
be a mortal taint.
From out of t waste of sufering there rise smberly
te naes of the great seat of murder where in a last and
fnal frenzy they attempted to root out whole peoples,
whole races, whole classes, and where leaden tyranny in
league with technica efciency celebrated endless blody
nuptals. These dens of muder wl haunt man's memory
to the end of tme; they are the tue monuent of this
war a once before were Douaumont or Langemark. But
those were name whch coud mingle pride with sfer
ing; here only sorrow and huliation remain, for te
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deecation was such that it touched the whole human
race and no man can free himself from complicty. That
was where progress led with its theories and ideas; into
these swamps emptied an all-to-clever, inventive age.
tf ever new pride flls us at the length and bldnes
of our Hight, at our intellectal wings, our pinions of steel,
it should sufce to cure us for a glance to be cst on the
hordes driven like cattle to the graveyrds and crematon
ovens where the exectioners waited. There they were
stripped of their rags and slaughtered like shorn sheep.
They were forced even to dig their ow graves, if their
murderers did not fll quarries and pit-shafts with the
corpses which pUed up to fat. These scenes of horror,
of which dark rumors pased from mouth to mouth, will
be brought to light only when the lost souls who played
the hangan there, together with their superiors, are
forced to break silence before the courts.
Yet when we lol upn these places of martydom let
.us do s frankly and with clear judgment. It was the evil
spirit of the rabble which there in darkness practced its
grisly arts. Then we saw the feigned indignation of other
evil forces which came to the haunts of infamy to exhume
the hastily buried victms and expse the 'wasted corpse,
to mesure, count and reprouce them as served their
ends. They played the accusers only to acquire the right
to still baser vengeance which they sated in siilar orgie.
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Thus one masace was succeee by another baser
still. But the hand that would help mankind and lead it
out of its follies must be unstine by cime or deeds
of violence.
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The realm of sufering has a strict hierarchy with ranks,
branches and gradations by which man descends. It is
here that he seeks the sources of lie, and as springs fow
into lakes and thence int s, s sorrows gather in
ever larger volume and in greater purity. Just as for
thought there is cnsciousness, so for suferings there_
are moe in which they beome ratonal and unite to
acqlie a deeper meaning.
Therefore through these years the sufering of the
man of the spiit has been great. Far more than by his
own persection he wa sickened . by the spectacle of
bseness gg the matery. It wa not wars or dangers
that cu hi to fea, but the blind urge which drove
the mas-t frst in wild e:ltation and then in a p
sion of hated and revenge-along unknown paths which
son led to the fae.
He as saw, soner and more dealy, how man's high
sense of duty was perverted, how labr and science turned
to the service of death, how the sword shielded injustice,
how the judge-nder the cde disgue of ceremony-
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debased justice into a tol of the cout, how the teacer
destroyed the divie image in the children insted of
illuing it and how doaors, mstead of healmg, maimed
the weak and killed the sick.
He sw the machine arise to dominaton in cold stuc
tures which a titanic will forced up over nght as palaces
of destucton and Babylonian .confusion. All to son
theY were to b seen rising like specal skeletons from
the scorched earth to herald the tiumph of death. In the
same way one builds into a bridge the demoliton cham
bers for blowing it up.
He wa5 therefore less afected by the collapse of scaf
foldings and facades than by the loss of old heritge, of
well-formed things handed down and irreplaceable. With
each confagration he saw the world grow porer, and
jewel after jewel fall from its crown and adornment of
mtelleal splendor.
.
He saw the old guilt mfgle with new, justice and
injustice so entwmed that there had to come a purifc
tion by fe. Like a lofty mirror refectng iages and
fgures, his spirit endured and shared in silence the fames
and suferings of the blaing :orld.
Once more, and that in the lowest pit of all, these sor
rows were fnally reproduced in the mothers; in all lands
their sufering was one and the same. Like Niobe they
saw their children die from the keen arrows fate shot out
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of the unknown. Multitdes had thus to give their mot
beloved, and with each month the great stugle lasted
a lamentation swelled that will not die away for years
and scores of years to come.
VI
The second round of this great stugle, which has it
rot in the rise of a new order, a new unity, was harder,
more demanding, more mercless than the frst Yet that
had seemed uisurpasable in violence and scope. Te cu
i not to be sought in a divergence of the peoples' a
during the brief tuce. On the contary, their goals grew
closer, fusing at the focl pint where a new characer
te shape-the character of work, which set it stamp
upn te peoples and conceals their diferences. There
fore i i no longer national aims which are in question,
but the am of the war itlf. For this reason the sufering
pierced deeper, harrowed the heart more; for to the
horrors of war were added those of fraticdal stife, of
civil war, which are more horrible still, In their tain
come yet greater perils, and here one saw many draw
back who had proved teir valor on de feld of battle.
Therefore the fgure symblizing the second war of
nations will have deeper origns than that of e fst.
Then it was the unknown solder to whom monument
were raised in the heart of every capital as a sign that
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the great teaue of sufering he had gathered in the fre
shoud henceforth b_e the center of the naton, waming
and shedding light, just as the heath is the center of the
home. And in fact a image did aise for the nations with
pwer to form and unite in a age por in tue vitty.
But this tme the sufering was more widely spread,
more obscure and complex; it reached deeper into the
realms of motherho. It was closer to the great rigious
images. For that reason it will form the base for struc
tures towering higher into the light. Jut as the sacrifce
embdied _ i the unknown soldier inspired the poples,
so the new sacric will shed its infuence and ceatve
pwer far over the frontiers beteen the nations.
Later when the fghtng ha died down, pople will
understand "that rean culd recognize the new ways of
life and stive twards them, but that for their creaton
there was. requied the cmbined efort of pasions, suf
fering and the fre. The cmplexities of the front con
cealed from toe who were actve and those who sufered
the unity of the gret work under whose spell they played
their parts-yetthrough their creative pwer, through the
tansformation into sacrifce it will become evident. Thus
by falling they bcame the god seed which will br
fruit a hundredfold.
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PART TWO
THE FRUIT
"Not i the even course of the bourgeois
world, but i the thunder of the Apc
lypse are religions rebor."
Water Shubat, Euopa und die Seele des Ostens
I
W
E have seen the vicims of this war. To their
sombr rans all nations added their contngent.
. All shared the sufering and therefore the pace
must bar fruit for them all. That is, this war must be
won by all.
That is not to say that there will not b conquerors and
conquered. On the contary, it is deirable that there
should be a clear decision by arms and that no corer
should remain unpurged by fre. Once maters have ben
referred to the juisdicton of force a the court of lowest
appeal, they must remain there pnding an unequivocal
decsion. The more clearly, the more mathematcally the
logic of force fd expresion the more deeply it con
vinces those who recgnize no other argument, the more
surely will the foundations of the pace b secred. Weap
ons mut cete an opportnity for a decision to be mde,
for the mind to plan. In that sense it is bter for m
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to sufer longer than to postpne part of the process ad
retun to the old world. As all those taking part must
have gasped, there is no compromise in the race towads
the ga.
Te peace cannot be a peace of compromise.
II
But just as litle may the peace be one of violence. The
rules and usages of wafare mut fnd no place, mut not
be prpetuated in it. If such were the cse, it would be a
mere illusin of pece, under which the struggle would
continue-at frst invisibly a civil war and foreign op
pression, and then (as the world diintegated) openly in
new blocs of pwer. Therefore it is importnt both for
the vanquished and for the victors that solid and endur
ing ageements shoud be reached, dictated by reaon and
not by passion.
Admitedly that seems difcult after years of total war
which creted enmites of a bitternes unknown before to
peple with old civiliatons. And yet thee years in many
ways made the oppnent more alike. The transformation
of the world, frst evident as a leveling process, made fur
ther progress. As in the frst world wa the monarchies
were conquered by the democacies, so in t S!Ond and
greater struggle the old-fahioned natio1al state will be
vanquished by the imprial powers. As a step towads
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t, the natonal element in the peoples is being con
sumed by fre- ne of the ultimate sacrifces and one
whic cnnot b repeated.in t form. The positve apect
of t process is that it losens the old fronters and makes
pssible spiritual planning which oversteps their confnes.
Te course of the get evolutionary process, the domi
nant spirit of the age, aims at consolidation. We may hope
that the peace which ends t confict will be more endur
ing and bring greater blesings than that which termiated
the frst world war. For then development was towards
the formation of natonal democacie and thereby
towards the demoliton of whatever old binding stucture
stll remained in Euope. Te new formaton of empire,
on te other hand, tends towards synthesis, towads coali
ton. That is a token that in general we are entering a
period of beter wether with a rising glass.
III
But how is it psible for the wa to be won by all
that is, for it to be lost by none? First the queston aises,
what is the mark of a vicorious war? The aer is t:
victory is thu distngushed, that through it one's native
land becomes greater and mighter.
If from the ahes of t wa al counties must aise
greater and mighter it is obvious hat this is not posible
on the plane on which the war broke out. Gains in terri-
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tory and pwer by some must not b acquired at the
expense of others.
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The nations must not, therefore, acquire new territories
at the cost of others: their aggrandizement mut rather
take place with the assent and aid of all concerned. That
is, the old frontiers must b broke down by new alliances,
and new, greater empires must unite the nations. This is
the