The new Adolf

Rubbing my eyes again, I stare at him. He has the trademark fuzz below his nostrils. He is Adolf Hitler in person! Though he seems to be disappearing partly, he continues to stay as I scrutinize him.

I am not totally surprised. Being a true Aryan and a staunch Neo Nazi, I often dreamt of this day. Now was my chance, I sit up straight, smile at him.

“Good morning, Fuhrer!” I start in German. He responds in German too. “Good morning, Gunther!”

Cutting to the chase, I ask him the question bugging me for many years. “Why did we lose the war, Sir?”

The Fuhrer looks surprised. He says, “You really want to know? The spies, the spies were responsible for our fall. They revealed our secret plans to the Allies and we were caught out. Goering and the others made a major mistake underestimating the Allied spies.” He looked wistful as he gazed strangely at me.

“I wish I had you with me Gunther, in those days. I would have slipped you across the Channel. You would have gone to London and fooled that Churchill fellow with your char and intelligence. You look so much like an English fellow. Your accent would have fooled them too.”

Astonished, I ask him, “How do you know all these things Fuhrer?” He smiled and said, “There are many things made clear here in this land I inhabit dear Gunther.” He swore softly and said, “If only we could go back to 1940, the beginning of the third Reich! How I wish” He sighed deeply and relapsed into what seemed like a trance.

I tapped his shoulder. “Fuhrer! Can I say something? How would you proceed if you could be in 1940 today?”

Hitler gave a start. He smiled. “I would do some things differently Gunther. I would have recruited young men like you and sent them to the Allied side to gather intelligence. They also would serve to confuse the enemies about the intelligence they gathered. That would serve me well. I am sure we would have won the war!” His smile was so genuine that I was taken aback.

“But, what went wrong in 1940, Sir?” I inquired. I really wanted to know. Hitler fumed. I could sense his fury as he coldly replied, “Gunther, you are missing the whole point. We did not lose. We lost the battle, but the war we are winning. Thanks to young people like you. Don’t you understand, Gunther?”

He paused dramatically. “The neo Nazis will take over Europe tomorrow. We will have the Final Reich soon. You, Gunther are the new Adolf Hitler. Heil Gunther!”

When he stood up ramrod straight and saluted me, I was flabbergasted. Of course I did have some wild desires deep in my heart to head the neo-Nazis. But to be saluted and greeted by the Fuhrer as the new Hitler. This was beyond my wildest dreams. I pinched myself furiously. “Am I dreaming?”

Hitler disappeared. I rose up. Now I knew what I have to do. Smiling, I walked out of my bedroom.