Hitler's Astrologer by Perkins David Bryant

Hitler's Astrologer by Perkins David Bryant

Author:Perkins, David Bryant
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Creativia
Published: 2018-07-11T00:00:00+00:00


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“…the historical and natural enemy of Germany.”

In the living room of a lavish Parisian home, the large King Arthur-styled round table was covered with Cabernet Sauvignon, bread, seafood, and exotic fruit. All of its twenty-four seats were occupied with four men and 20 women.

“Well, Ah'm taking my girls out of the country, even with your assurances, if you don't mind.” The American began, then pulled a shrimp out of its shell with his teeth and sucked it down. “It doesn't matter where the front lines are today, people in major cities are even more at risk now-a-days, with bombers and all.”

“Your vision has evidence to support it,” added the Count, “look at what Franco did to Barcelona.”

“Do you mean to say, sir, that you think Adolf Hitler would do the same as Franco?” Herr Stöver asked, somewhat in a state of disbelief.

“Well, uh…” Colonel Walls could not contain his Texas accent, “…you all certainly gave Warsaw a pound'den, and I believe that is a major city…or was one.

“Of course, but those were Poles … Slavs. Slavs comes from the word 'slave', they are all 'untermentchen' or what I believe the correct American translation would be 'sub-human'.

The dark haired girl next to Walls, apparently of Slavic descent and who happened to understand English, stopped chewing at the mention of Slavs by the pretentious Nazi.

“And the French, Herr Stöver, are they 'untermenchen'….?” Asked Walls, accenting the word with a Bavarian style of German mixed with the Texan accent.

“No, they simply are the historical and natural enemy of Germany.”

“And you will not bomb Paris when the real fighting begins?”

The German internationalist thought for a moment, then realized the answer to the Texan's question was not found in his opinion, but the whims of Adolf Hitler, who even at this point of the war did not follow his own party's doctrines and slogans.

“In my opinion – no – Germany would not bomb Paris.”

“Well, uh, then it simply looks like we have a difference of opinion here….and since opinion does not dictate policy in our group, here, as I said before, I'm taking my girls out now.”

Stöver looked at the Count, who returned the glance with an expressionless face.

“Count, can he leave now…. independently?” Stöver asked based on his interpretation on how this group was supposed to operate.”

“Herr Stöver, we make our agreements by consensus here. If you cannot satisfy Mr. Walls' concerns in your sphere of influence, then he is not obligated to participate with what he has to offer.” The Count's tone was diplomatic, but his words revealed finality to this topic – it was he had already cast his vote in favor of the American.

Walls thought it unusual the Count did not refer to him by his military rank, which he had always done. All knew the Count paid particular attention to addressing one with their proper title. Even though the Count was siding with him on this issue, Colonel Walls couldn't help but think that somehow their relationship had changed – a change that would either bring them closer together or drive them father apart.



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