By Erik Larson
In 1933, Professor William E. Dodd became ambassador to Germany just as Hitler was coming to power. He brought along his wife and two adult children to live with him in Berlin. The story rests mostly on Dodd and his daughter Martha, who both kept journals during their stay.
Dodd complains constantly about paperwork, waste, and lack of respect. Great of him to notice, but he only took the post to have more time to write a multi-volume history of the American South. It's hard to have sympathy for him when people are disappearing to concentration camps or getting beat up in the streets for not using the Nazi salute.
Martha is narcissistic and amoral. She attaches herself to the local Nazi leaders, and seems shocked at their brutality, but doesn't seem to care enough to stop partying. Martha meets up with a married Russian diplomat, has an affair with him, and would have developed into a world class spy if she actually knew anything.
I enjoyed reading this despite the fact that I thought the Dodds were Ugly Americans. I had no idea how much Jews were hated even by people in FDR's cabinet. No wonder people looked the other way... no one cared if a few Jews were imprisoned or abused.
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