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Название книги: Fatherland
Автор(ы): Robert Harris
Жанр: Триллер
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Fatherland-171717.html
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
I thank the Librarian and staff of the Wiener Library in London for their help over several years.I also wish to thank David Rosenthal and — especially — Robyn Sisman, without whom this book would never have been started, let alone finished.
The hundred million self-confident German masters were to be brutally installed in Europe, and secured in power by a monopoly of technical civilisation and the slave-labour of a dwindling native population of neglected, diseased, illiterate cretins, in order that they might have leisure to buzz along infinite Autobahnen, admire the Strength-Through-Joy Hostel, the Party headquarters, the Military Museum and the Planetarium which their Fuhrer would have built in Linz (his new Hitleropolis), trot round local picture-galleries, and listen over their cream buns to endless recordings of The Merry Widow. This was to be the German Millennium, from which even the imagination was to have no means of escape.HUGH TREVOR-ROPER, The Mind of Adolf HitlerPeople sometimes say to me:
Название книги: Fatherland
Автор(ы): Robert Harris
Жанр: Триллер
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Fatherland-171717.html
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
I thank the Librarian and staff of the Wiener Library in London for their help over several years.I also wish to thank David Rosenthal and — especially — Robyn Sisman, without whom this book would never have been started, let alone finished.
The hundred million self-confident German masters were to be brutally installed in Europe, and secured in power by a monopoly of technical civilisation and the slave-labour of a dwindling native population of neglected, diseased, illiterate cretins, in order that they might have leisure to buzz along infinite Autobahnen, admire the Strength-Through-Joy Hostel, the Party headquarters, the Military Museum and the Planetarium which their Fuhrer would have built in Linz (his new Hitleropolis), trot round local picture-galleries, and listen over their cream buns to endless recordings of The Merry Widow. This was to be the German Millennium, from which even the imagination was to have no means of escape.HUGH TREVOR-ROPER, The Mind of Adolf HitlerPeople sometimes say to me:
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